Halfway through this morning, Yang Xiaotian didn't encounter anything. It's like everything is calm again.

Yang Xiaotian is very satisfied with this, all he wants is such a peaceful life.

It's just that when Yang Xiaotian was sorting out his notes and waiting for the third class to arrive, there was another accident.

Guo Zitao came straight to Yang Xiaotian, his face full

"My Drifting Bottle is Against the Sky" [126] Providence? I am hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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