He Hongzhao sat up, looked at the two people who ran away in a daze, and then looked at the surrounding environment.

The woods are dark.

It's cold all around.

There was the stench of corpses in the air.

It should be a mass grave.

Also, after she "died", she really should be thrown into a mass grave, otherwise, how could she fake her death and get out?

"Squeak squeak—"

The snow monkey jumped down from the tree and threw himself into her arms, sticking out his tongue and licking her cheek.

"Except for me, the tyrant is allergic to all women" Chapter 197 Feign Death is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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