A hazy drizzle fell.

Summer has not yet fully arrived, and the last trace of spring rain invades people's skin like cow hair.

In the dark night, a black shadow walked rapidly under the moonlight, the delicate robe seemed to be plated with a layer of silver by the moonlight, and the whole person looked hazy and mysterious...

"The First Proud Poisonous Concubine" Chapter 867: It doesn't seem to be good It's in the middle of a hand, please wait a while,

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