The wolf lifted the hem of his clothes, strode down to the old stool, his legs naturally apart, and squinted towards the table by the window.

The look was eerie and dangerous.

Gu Xue shook her wrist in shock, sat up stiffly, and stared back with her eyes wide in disbelief: What to see!

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Chapter 0830 of "Fatal Sanskrit" The fate that can be met when you go out is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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