In the wing room where Concubine Luo lived.

Silence.

A faint smell of blood floated out of the falling gauze tent.

Ji Fanyin and Shui Qingchen held hands and arrived at the door.

Shui Qingchen was inconvenient to enter the woman's boudoir, and was about to speak, so that Ji Fan...

Chapter 0248 of "Deadly Sanskrit" Biting off the flesh in his chest is being hit by his hand, please wait a while,

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