Feng Xiaoyao sweated on his forehead in pain, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Cause me trouble! Your cousin's favor, this sword, I can be regarded as returning! Didn't you ask for help, what are you doing here! ”

Bao Simu secretly clenched his gums, couldn't open his mouth, and asked for help from the next door. Same...

Chapter 063 of "Deadly Sanskrit" I can't be ruthless, I am not as firm as you are hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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