"Yan Chen......"

"Yan Chen......"

"Yan Chen......"

"Yan ......"

The woman's body temperature dropped quickly, Yan Chen's whole body was trembling, his throat was whimpering, and at this moment he was holding the woman in the corner of the secret passage. They could no longer move, for the woman could no longer hold on......

The woman no longer coughed, and the blood no longer gushed out of her mouth. Her body temperature dropped, and her body gradually decreased

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