The black light blinded the number of people can't see clearly, but there are a lot of people who listen to the sound of footsteps, and there are five or six on both sides.

The yellow croaker is not ambiguous, put the pick on the shoulder, raised his hand to show me a direction, opened two long legs and ran forward, I picked up the handbag and followed, the road under the city tower is thin and narrow, except for the two ends of the exit there is no other exit, the two of us seem to be the turtle in the urn, the audience is surrounded by only the part of the hand-tied catch, but the yellow croaker is mixed on the ground all day long, the terrain of this piece has long been explored, it is said that there is an unknown path, self-proclaimed three holes of the cunning rabbit.

He ran wildly in front of him with a picker on his back, and suddenly

Chapter 48 The beggar is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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