As this voice sounded, everyone in the hall immediately turned to look, and suddenly a trace of awe appeared in their eyes, I saw a woman wearing a plain long skirt with a charming face, but behind her was a medicine basket walked in. The woman is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, her eyebrows exude the smell of maturity, like a ripe peach, her figure is concave and convex under the plain clothes, the place that should be upright, the place where it should be warped, is a stunner. But...

Chapter 48 of "Urban Dragon" is your honor is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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