Twelve cycle stellar sword formation!

Ding Peng's face reddened at this, and he couldn't help but think of what old black had said before he died.

"Little Roc, you're still a Virgin, right?"

"Promise me, uncle tie Zhu, that you won't die ..."

"Live well and ask your grandfather to find you a marriage. The taste of a woman is very wonderful ..."

"Those big white legs, that big coat, tsk tsk ..."

“……”

Ding Peng's eyes suddenly became hot. He pushed the crowd aside and looked around the street, as if he was looking for something.

Then, he saw a woman carrying a child in the distance. She was kneeling on a stretcher covered with a white cloth.

"Plop ..."

Ding Peng took a few steps forward and kneeled heavily in front of the stretcher, tears flowing out of his eyes.

If big black hadn't pushed him just now, he would be the one lying on the stretcher!

His life was exchanged for big old black 's.