The smooth shoulders were forced to be exposed, the rags on the arms were torn terribly, and the black hair fluttered down in the wind, which was even more like a weak willow supporting the wind. The cold wind blew and made her teeth roll and tremble.

"What the hell do you want—" Yao Yun's voice was dumb, weak and weak, thinking that the ecstasy that had just put her to sleep was still working.

Dragged around by two black-clothed guards, Yao Yun could clearly see the branches of the big tree hanging down behind him

"After being widowed, she became the general's white moonlight" one hundred and ninety-six is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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