The night breeze accompanied by a drizzle slowly wet the hem of Ji Fanyin's skirt, and she stood alone outside the secluded prison wall with an umbrella.

After a while, a carriage slowly approached and stopped at a distance of more than ten meters.

Zheng Hongyan lifted the curtain expressionlessly and swept his head out...

Chapter 0582 of "Killing Sanskrit" Saving people in the middle of the night is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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