Yu Qingling wiped the blood stains on the Mingyue Sword with her hand, her eyes were terrifyingly cold.

She realized that this was not Yudu, she couldn't give herself shelter, and now she could only rely on herself. Every step taken, care must be taken.

Polishing the bright moon sword, Yu Qingling turned around and went back to the room.

The crane on the couch turned pale. That dagger, although it didn't hurt the vital point, must have hurt a lot.

Yu Qingling tucked the quilt for him lightly.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, a sulk breath came out of my mouth.

She kept reflecting on herself, how could this kind of thing always happen to herself!

Chu Huailin had already died under the sword of Yushan River for himself......

Chapter 113 of "The Beauty of the DPRK is a General": The beauty is making a mistake and is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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