All kinds of torture instruments are hung on the wall like goods, just looking at them, they are all terrifying.

There were some of them that she hadn't even heard of.

She shook her head and was about to leave the room, when suddenly, she felt that something was wrong, and a chill instinctively ran down her spine.

Something, standing behind him.

Cold, toe-toe-......

Chapter 68 of "Donggong Zangjiao" I'm a man, not a girl I'm hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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