The cool wind gently blew away, and a plain white shadow slowly walked on the street, as if with a touch of sadness, frowning slightly.

"Miss!" A clear voice came from not far away, pulling Yu Zijin, who was deep in thought, back to reality.

The sister-in-law in a goose-yellow gown...

"Jinsheng This World" The sword falls on the Lethe River, and the fog rises in the south city (4) is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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