Ulumuya was silent for a moment, leaned over, and whispered close to her ear.

"It's pitiful, it's unbearable."

It's soft like a warm breeze, but the smile on his lips has a different coldness.

Unbeknownst to her, as she leaned closer, Hua Yixiang's eyes looked in another direction.

"Haha, the princess's words have won my heart, why would she bully a weak woman who has no backhand."

Before anyone arrives, the sound spreads first.

The rough male voice is spreading, especially loud.

With the appearance of the owner of this voice, Ulumuya's face changed suddenly.

Everyone, maybe there will be a little bit of fear, most people are afraid of death,

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