Lin Moshan didn't react. Wrong!

Wanjing's heart sank, and when he looked at Hua Qiong again, his gaze became cold, with a faint hostility and vigilance. Hua Qiong couldn't help but feel a pang of anger, the anger in her heart was suppressed by an inexplicable fear, and she took a small step back.

The old man groped his way to Hua Qiong's side, half-hid her behind him, his face was full of anger, he pointed sideways with the cane in his hand in the direction where Zhang He and Wanjing were standing, and shouted, "Get out of here!" I'm blind, I'm blind! ”

Hua Qiong was lying behind the old man, unable to see the expression on her face, and trembling slightly without knowing whether it was fear or anger. The evening mirror took a step forward, and his fingers brushed away the old man's cane. The old man sensed her approaching, and raised his cane to strike down

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