"What, are you going to do it?"

Mo Fanyan looked at the two guards who were slowly approaching in front of him, the corners of his clothes slowly brushed past the bone-turning blade, and asked indifferently.

One of the guards smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at the magic array at her feet again, and said with a smile, "Hehe, Your Excellency has a good spirit...

Chapter 938 of "The First Proud Poisonous Concubine": Is there any heavenly reason is being hit by the hand, please wait a while,

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