Upon the shoe sole, a pair of slender and tall stands support a graceful beauty.,A crisp sound of slapping echoed, five finger prints immediately appeared on Shi Chen's face. Mu Yun, with a cold face, reprimanded in a low voice, "Enough! Shi Chen, how long do you plan to make a scene!",He remembered himself still on the battlefield, bathing in the blood of his enemies, then being attacked from behind by his closest comrade.。