At dawn, I rubbed my eyes and happened to hear a very leisurely footstep. I hurriedly fell asleep on my stomach, holding my breath motionless, even throwing the lightning strike wood farther away, but clutching a piece of porcelain from a broken wine jar in my hand. Two figures stood outside the door. "Grandpa Jin, how can there be a burning smell?" Shi Xiaobao's voice. "Don't worry, I'll see. &rdqu...

Chapter 60 The Old Beggar Wu Baifu is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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