多伦多私人电影院破解版

Xuanyuan Yue's eyes were all focused on Song Yuwei. Seeing Xuan Changtian's attack, there was no reaction. But when Xuan Changtian's microphone was about to get closer to Xuanyuan Yue, the long sword slung behind Xuanyuan Yue's back did not know when it was gone. After unsheathing, the long sword not only cut the microphone into pieces, but also pressed against the shocked Xuanyuan Yue's throat....