Chapter 1841: The War Begins, the Strength of the Ancient An

ily, a cunning smile flashed in Lan Huan's beautiful eyes."Little milk dog, living in this princess's palace, could you possibly escape the grasp of this princess" Lang Huan thought smugly.In terms...s a banished immortal, sat leisurely by the window.One hand holds a teacup, the other strokes an orange cat.Horling was momentarily lost in thought.She had never seen a man with such an outstanding be...