on the outside of his body, a black prison jacket wrapped him tightly, and the dust seemed to be wrapped in the wings of a giant bat, unable to move his arms.,so, from any point of view, Qingchen is undoubtedly the east tree of Takahashi at this moment, unless God's generation of clouds come together to expose the secret that he can engulf memory.,Qingchen suddenly stood at attention and clenched his right hand on his chest. That was the etiquette of the divine consortium: "for the glory of the family!"。