荔枝枇杷秋葵绿巨人西瓜榴莲

At this moment, Gongsun Xingyi did not care about Gongsun Gu Yue's safety. Instead, he stared closely at the Yellow Emperor's Golden Sword that fell in mid-air and shouted: "Boy, go get the Yellow Emperor's Golden Sword back. The artifact cannot fall into the hands of others." In hand!...