When Nanrong Muxue sat on the golden chair inlaid with various gems, many rich sons and brothers in the audience stood up from their seats and applauded Nanrong Muxue excitedly!

Nanrong Muxue, who was originally sitting on the chair and was a little calmer, suddenly began to get nervous again, so she desperately bit her lower lip with her teeth.

And constantly warned himself in his heart: Nan Rong Muxue, Nan ......

Chapter 48 of "A Thousand Doors of Smoke and Rain" A song is played, causing a sensation is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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