The bridge deck was in shambles.

Broken stones, dust kicked up.

With a few deep car wheel marks, it's not hard to imagine how sudden the incident was.

Duan Chuiwen looked around for a long time and stood in front of a small pool of gray-green things.

"What's that?" Xiahou Zhi leaned over to take a look, and then took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.

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Chapter 83 of "East Palace Zangjiao" Actually, you don't have to worry too much It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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