Reborn To Mend Chapter 666

This lofty God of War always looks at the world with a sullen attitude, not afraid of heaven and earth.

But for the first time, he dared not face the eyes of a little girl.

His eyebrows are drooping, his facial features are sharp and distinct, and his eyes are black as if ink is poured, staring at Fiona’s white cheeks.

This is the niece he has been waiting for for so long, but he has personally lost it.

Good luck makes people.