Feng Xiaoyao took a long breath and walked towards Bao Simu:

"Baozi, are you okay? Are there any injuries? Can you stand up? ”

As he spoke, he held out his hand to her.

Bao Simu's back stiffened, glanced at his hand, gritted his gums, and turned his face away,...

Chapter 0108 of "Deadly Sanskrit" My next life, do you want it? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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