Bang, the water splashed, Xuanyuan Hao flew out of the water with Miao'er, and fell to the grass by the river after crossing a trace of arc in the air, at this time it was dusk, the sunset on the horizon, the earth was shining red, and the air that no one would care about on weekdays was so precious after experiencing a suffocation, and everything was so beautiful in the eyes of the people who survived after the catastrophe.

Miao'er lay on Xuanyuan Hao's body, almost greedily breathing the air outside, Xuanyuan Hao had just spent some physical strength underwater, and was lying on the grass at the moment, his chest was rising and falling, panting and looking at Miao'er in his arms.

"How's it going, there's an injury?" Still a little short of breath with Xuanyuan Hao's unique voice sounded in Miao'er's ears, Miao'er opened her eyes,

Chapter 87 of "The Beggar Princess of Crossing" I believe that the hand is being hit, please wait a moment,

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