Chapter 47 Yipintang VII
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Fang Zhong saw that there was no one around, and knew that Jiang Wenxian and his wife had already fled first, he rode the vicious beast to the place where he had come and gone, and when he passed through the woods and reached the grass, a bloody breath rushed into his nose. Fang Zhong was taken aback, he jumped off the monstrous beast and took a few steps forward, only to see several figures lying among the flowers. The secret art of sealing the branch
Feng Nuo was on the ground with two women and a man lying on the ground, and the man was Qian Wenyi, only to see him lying prone among the flowers, a sword thrown aside at will, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The two daughters are Golden Chrysanthemum and Small
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