I suddenly realized that this woman's pride did not come from nothing, she looked at ordinary people like adults looked at children, so she was always so high. She took out a small box from her bag, and when she opened it was a paste, half black and half white. "Close your eyes." She said briefly. I did so, only to feel a finger dip in the paste and draw on my face. "What is this?" &...

Chapter 81 of "Pressing the Coffin" Zhong Gu is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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