In the evening.

The clouds rise and the sunset condenses.

The warm orange glow was reflected on the street in front of the yamen.

Huang Leiming sent the five people to the door with an excited face, and thanked Ji Fanyin again and again:

"This Liao San has repeatedly committed crimes in Jiayang County, but...

Chapter 0111 of "Killing Sanskrit" People are floating in the rivers and lakes, and the pot is coming from the sky is hitting with your hand, please wait a moment,

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