His consciousness faded.

The tall body became extremely bulky.

With his pouring, the mulberry smoke could barely hold it, and the person was also staggered.

"Xinyuan!"

She screamed, and the man knelt on the ground, and hugged him with his body as a cushion.

He Ying was half on the ground, his upper body snuggled in her arms, and he was about to say something, but he vomited blood.

Sang Qiaoshui crawled over at this time, wanting to push away Sang Yan

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