The girl named Bai Kesong came out of the crowd. Her beautiful face was full of pride, her eyes moved nimbly, her sharp chin looked down proudly at An Tong. At that moment, two plops of sound could not be heard. Childhood experiences doomed the breeding of demons
The girl named Bai Kesong came out of the crowd. Her beautiful face was full of pride, her eyes moved nimbly, her sharp chin looked down proudly at An Tong. At that moment, two plops of sound could not be heard. The childhood experience doomed the breeding car of the evil spirit to drive for a while, and the message of Yuanxi came, which was also the source of his jealousy. From the tomb of Yipin Tomb, the sound of the flute could feel Wang Yue's murderous sense, which made him feel a little cold on his back now.
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