AFM 9
Jing Mian’s steps faltered. His figure clearly paused for half a step. In the past,...
Jing Mian’s steps faltered. His figure clearly paused for half a step. In the past,...
Jing Mian carried Jing Luo out of the restaurant. Jing Luo was already asleep, his...
A while later, he heard the man’s voice. “Do you want to go out?” Jing...
After the match. Due to the exceptional brilliance of the Cross-Server Competition, the official recording...
Although this move would cause the player to lose most of their health from the...
The massive screen was dark, and soon, the players awoke. Without a clear view, Jing...
Jing Mian was utterly stunned. In the distance, fireworks bloomed and faded, from grandeur to...
Jing Mian was amazed. No matter how many times he tried to think of it,...
Hearing the familiar voice, Jing Mian sat up and stared at the number on the...
In the silence that followed, Jing Mian felt the other party’s slightly tense mood indirectly...