Heaven and earth were dyed red with blood, and one move and one style did not stop slashing, and finally ......

On the battlefield, only Chen Jinnian's gasping sound sounded, raised his head, and his indifferent eyes scanned the sea of corpses around him, and the blood flowed like a river in her eyes, as if it was not a big deal.

With the sword in her hand, she took a step forward, but the foot that should have stepped on the bloody corpse fell to the ground, and the scene around her suddenly changed.

Chen Jinnian looked at the familiar scene in front of him, his heart trembled uncontrollably, and he looked to the left, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl wearing a goose yellow embroidered gauze skirt was looking at her with a confident face, and her lips moved several times as if she had said something.

As soon as he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth ......

Chapter 87 of "The First Miss Waste Firewood in the Capital" The wild wolf is hitting in his hand, please wait a while,

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