Night.

The night was dark.

As soon as Ji Fanyin walked into the Flowing Frost Pavilion, he sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

She took a few steps forward and saw Feng Xiaoyao sitting on the edge of the Tinghan Pond in the direction of the door.

He still has boots on his feet, and he soaks in...

Chapter 090 of "Killing Sanskrit" Another murder is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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