Ji Fanyin handed back the fake Xuanbing crossbow, returned it to Bao Simu, and asked casually:

"By the way, last night, Huang Zhutou hurriedly called you over, is there anything new?"

Bao Simu shook his head regretfully:

"Don't mention it, I ran for a night in vain, and I went back...

Chapter 061 of "Deadly Sanskrit" What is your measure? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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