The Supreme Equipment Bar of Online Game Doomsday

"Ye Ning, I want..."

"Telephone, there is your call." Ye Ning said hurriedly. He wanted to beat someone, but he didn't want to be beaten.

"I'll let you go this time." While speaking, either sword picked up the phone next to him, although it was a strange number, he still answered it. "Hello."

"Is it a sword?" the woman said.

"Shan.....Shanshan..." Yi Jian is incredible. Three years later, after three years, I finally heard the familiar voice.

Ye Ning was even more surprised, her hair was standing up, Zhang Shan, you are too trustworthy, so I don't know how to deal with it. No, I have to hide the washing powder, dish soap, shower gel and shampoo at home.