In the early morning, the Bazaar of Bergier was already bustling with people, passing through it, shouting and shouting, beckoning merchants and mercenaries.

Suddenly, a large group of ironclad guards shouted loudly from the iron gate at the entrance of the Begir Market, and a squad leader led by him strode to Bejir...

"The First Proud Poisonous Concubine" Chapter 663: A scumbag is hitting in his hand, please wait a while,

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