"The descendants of the mountain—" The song of the ghost crying wolf came from the mountain stream, and Jiang Yan held the dogtail grass in his mouth, and from time to time turned his head to look at the white horse righteous servant who was killing the thief in the distance.

"Ah, life, it's too uneventful." The ordinary life made him feel very boring, and he couldn't help it...

"The Rise of Youzhou, I am the King" Chapter 186 The puppeteer is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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