Extra: The wind rises, and the blood-stained duckweed in the troubled times (one hundred and seventeen)

"It hurts me to death...... Leng Lianyi gritted her teeth and rubbed the top of her head with her hand.

A pair of eyes with tears in his eyes, looking at the culprit who fell to the ground.

"A book?" Li'er looked at the black book lying alone on the ground, and glanced strangely at the wall above her head. ...

"Three Lives Immortal Journey for You" extra: The wind rises, and the blood-stained duckweed in the troubled times (one hundred and seventeen) is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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