"Ahh

A short exclamation, drowned out by the rumbling sound of wind and rain.

The beauty is like a paper kite with a broken thread, flying out with the wind.

She closed her eyes again, her heart cold, already covered in despair.

If you fall off such a high cliff, you will inevitably turn into a puddle of flesh.

Didn't think about it......

Chapter 114 of the Divine King's Order, you are a hooligan! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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