The night was dark, and the night watchman was still patrolling the prison on time and on time, and the lantern in his hand was filled with a blurred light.

In the past Laba night, it seems that there are more people visiting the prison than usual, and those prisoners who rarely have a good meal under the concern of their relatives have fallen asleep after they have eaten and drunk, and the lively scene a few hours ago has now turned into a cold stone wall straw mat.

Spring and Autumn ......

Chapter 56 of "Hearing that the mountains and seas do not meet" sat up in shock in the dying illness and it was difficult to look back on all kinds of thoughts I am hitting my hands, please wait a moment,

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