Leng Hongru's eyes flashed with a cold light, and her wrist broke free from her hand.

Ji Fanyin's right hand grabbed the air, and his steps forward gradually stopped.

She turned around and was startled by Leng Hongru's cold gaze:

"Ah...... Confucianism? ”

Leng Hongru's eyes reflect the winter...

"Deadly Sanskrit" Chapter 0648 I Didn't Fail! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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