"Who are you?" Elder Lan felt that Shen Fu's expression was extremely familiar, very much like a person she had known for many years

"Old friends".

"Who am I?" Shen Fu looked at Elder Lan coldly and repeated her question.

"I'm not me!" ...

"Hold on to me, my belly black pavilion master" Chapter 188 A mess is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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