The twilight clouds are low, and the sky is getting late.

The smoke of the village in the hills and fields curls and the occasional sound of chickens and dogs barking, the dim light of the fire instead of the sun shining on the village, and the creaking and shaking sound of the fence at the entrance of the village.

"Ah, that's the way it is."

At the entrance of Wangjia Village, Wang Ergou lowered his head and didn't dare to look up at A-Niang's expression, his eyes skimmed to the whitish thorn in A-Niang's hand from time to time, and today this ass is probably about to bloom.

Chapter 298 of "Prisoner of the Gods" Returning to the hometown is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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