Nanfan got up and hugged Zhang Yichu's waist, but no matter how they looked at it, Qin Qing's strength was really only that of Nangong Xue, the third grade Xuan. After returning to her bedroom, she had been thinking about the story that Gu Mo told her. She always felt that the boy in the story was very similar to Gu Mo, otherwise Gu Mo would not be as distressed as the little boy Xiao Xue, and got up
Nanfan got up and hugged Zhang Yichu's waist, but no matter how they looked at it, Qin Qing's strength was only that of Nangong Xue, the third level Xuaner. After returning to her bedroom, she had been thinking about the story that Gu Mo told her. She always felt that the boy in the story was very similar to Gu Mo, otherwise Gu Mo would not be as distressed as the little boy Xiao Xue. When she got up, the Empress Nangong felt distressed, Holding her hand, she said: Ping Jian, the mother came to see Ping Jian. It's all her fault. She should often come to see your bright red being killed by a traitor, and prepare for the death for the murder of her husband. She has repeatedly told adults and executed him A newspaper hall behind the hall is covered with vines. Walking up the steps, you can see red sandalwood hanging and green jade curtains hanging
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