Givenin's indifferent gaze slowly looked around:

"This is your snow country, and these people are the responsibility you will have to bear in the future. As long as you're willing to give up that identity, I don't care. ”

"My Snow Country?" Qing Yuxuan suddenly snorted, as if he had listened...

Chapter 0810 of "Deadly Sanskrit" There is no sincerity in the hand, please wait a moment,

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