Duan Chuiwen wanted to say something, but suddenly remembered the people around him, pondered for a moment, and finally did not speak.

At this time, the steward muttered beside him: "Obviously he has martial arts, but he doesn't want to serve the people, what kind of hero is it, hum, I think it's almost ...... turtle with a shrunken head."

The folding fan gradually slowed down, and Xiahou Zhi cast a faint glance: ......

Chapter 281 of "East Palace Zangjiao" I am also selfish I am hitting in my hand, please wait a moment,

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