AbiLIon
Lv13
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2022-05-23 đã tham giaGlobal
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AbiLIon2htrả lời Daoist799171The ten swords began to multiply, first doubling to twenty, then doubling again to forty, and then again to eighty. The process accelerated exponentially until there were 10,000 swords.- AbiLIon11htrả lời 3ddyCh 39 Real Training!
- AbiLIon13htrả lời Polzevatel_GoogleCh 39 Real Training!
- AbiLIon14htrả lời Polzevatel_GoogleCh 38 Treatment!
- AbiLIon21htrả lời 3ddyCh 37 Marked by her?
- AbiLIon1dtrả lời Ashborn_Ch 37 Marked by her?
- AbiLIon1dtrả lời Polzevatel_GoogleCh 37 Marked by her?
- AbiLIon1dtrả lời Polzevatel_GoogleCh 36 How much?
- AbiLIon1dtrả lời Nick_AlexCh 200 Capture the Heart: Part-12
- AbiLIon1dbình luậnLyra Fox, the Mother of Amber Fox.... (Image)
- AbiLIon1dtrả lời 3ddyCh 35 Molested again!
- AbiLIon2dtrả lời Old_Fool
Well.... read further you will see his fighting
"N-No!" I mumbled in fear. "Please don't hurt him," I shouted desperately as I punched the stone, but it didn't move. - AbiLIon2dtrả lời AH_15Ch 35 Molested again!
- AbiLIon2dtrả lời Polzevatel_GoogleCh 35 Molested again!
- AbiLIon2dtrả lời Polzevatel_GoogleCh 34 Just like that day!
- AbiLIon2dtrả lời AH_15Ch 199 Capture the Heart: Part-11
- AbiLIon2dtrả lời AH_15N-No!! This had to be a nightmare. He must be playing with me... I thought desperately as I softly patted him and called his name warmly, "A-Aether, wake up. Y-Your princess is here... You're making her c-cry... p-please... w-wake up..." My voice cracked with pain and desperation, each word soaked in the fear of losing him.
- AbiLIon2dtrả lời Ashborn_Ch 34 Just like that day!
- AbiLIon2dbình luận
Done by Mer_Maid
The eye holes were particularly striking, outlined with fine golden filigree that enhanced the sharpness of his gaze. Within these openings, his eyes—or rather something—glowed with an intense, icy blue light. It looked like a whirlpool of the blue ocean that pulled you to the deep end (Image). - AbiLIon2dbình luậnHis hands, casually tucked into his pockets, conveyed an effortless dominance, a silent promise of his overwhelming strength. His demeanour was one of absolute confidence as if he were a predator surveying his prey (Image).