What kind of life is it like to be born on someone else's finish line? Yang Feng woke up and saw it. What kind of master in the world, can you hurt a hair of my hair, get out; what kind of king of gods, tell me The shoes are not worthy, get out; the number one beauty in the God Realm, give it to me... Uh, this can be barely accepted, I don't dislike it, hehehe!