The poignant voice was like a hellish ghost, piercing the cold air.

Frost on the verge of collapse, almost hoarse.

It seems to be pleading, but it is also a little coercive.

Suddenly, everyone in the Star Picking Academy froze in place, their eyes were all surprised, but they all held their breath, and no one dared to speak.

And the surrounding air also followed Zhao Yanqing's cold gaze......

Chapter 101 of "The Lower Cousin", the precursor to the killing is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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