"Vomiting blood! Aren't you capable of it,! Dare to spit out Lao Tzu! The tall and thin bandit grabbed Bai Yan's hair with one hand, pressed her face against the bench, and kicked her thigh with the other.

Bai Yan's back was rotten early, and only his thighs were left on his body. The mountain bandit kicked a few times, feeling puzzled, and glanced at the mountain bandit next to the torture instrument: "Take that thorn stick......

Chapter 143 of "Broken Branches" and the afterlife is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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