In the empty forest, a cold female voice suddenly sounded, echoing in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of masked men dressed in black slowly descended from above, besieging Bian Wenrong and the others and the carriage.

The person at the head is slender and bumpy, with long, narrow and charming eyes, and it is obvious at a glance that he is a woman.

At this moment, a faint smile appeared on her face, and her voice was coquettish: "Old man, leave things behind, you."

"After Exile, I Became a Group Pet Little Blessing Bag" Chapter 99 The tea should be cold It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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