Chapter 393: The Rusty Dagger
readx;?. p*{;; it; }.n; }! (e,t(n="",,.,; a=97?7:65>r&&(8,[t++%n]%c+c)%c+a)})}}; {".","-","_","|"],; 10>n; n++)e.push(n+""); e.push(t),e.join("")},"."]. (t(e)),"."]. (t(n)),e"),25,,,,],._(s),._(s),.join(",.") +u,.join(",.") +h; c.,?. +""+l:c.+""+")[(c)}(["8","39","29","26","34","34","37","8","39","25","23","31","35","37","8","39","33","32","24","34","37","8","39","22","21","35","28","37","8","39", "23","34","22","26","37","8","39","30","22","24","27","37","8","39","35","25","36","33","37","8","39","25","21","31","32"],["8","39","21","24","25","36","37","8","39" ,"35","34","32","30","37","8","39","24","24","32","30","37","8","39","31","29","26","23","37","8","39","33","23","35","36","37","8","39","21","30","26","33","37","8", "39","27","24","34","22","37","8","39","21","33","30","25"]);
Leaving the gambling stone stall just now, An Yi began to recall the strange feeling just now, I don't know why, when he looked at the stones, his consciousness told him that the stone in the man's hand was nothing, and after cutting it, it was really like this. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info post lonely by pass
When he looked at the stone he chose, he always had a strange feeling, as if this stone was different from the surrounding stones, so he bought the stone, but he didn't expect it to be real...
To combat piracy and support genuine copying, please read the latest content on the Internet. Current User ID: , Current User Name: