In the courtyard in the southwest corner of Du Mansion, an oil lamp is like a bean, and the candlelight of the half-window is dim.

The heat of the day has not completely dissipated, and the air has become turbid and dull, pressing on the heart, like a thousand catties of stones, and people are breathless.

Du Huaishao lay on the rattan chair, grabbed the edge of the rattan chair with both hands, and the green tendons on the back of his hands protruded, like a snake trying to break through the shackles of the skin, which showed the great strength. His face was pale and bloodless......

"Mirror of the Past Life: Pairing with the Son" Chapter 027 The embarrassed Yuan Hou Ye is hitting in his hand, please wait a while,

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