Song Qingrui pressed the old man on the bed and calmed his emotions like a child.

Old Man Song was a little quieter at this time.

I saw that his face was purple and red, like an angry lion, panting and convulsing, the green tendons on the back of his thin hands were protruding, his hands and feet were trembling, and his face was angry and terrifying, which was daunting.

"You ......

"Under the Abyss" Chapter 169: I can't stand it, I'm hitting it with my hands, please wait a while,

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