In fact, Leng Lianyi knew in her heart that the words on the black book were by no means groundless.

Thinking that he might have to part with his father and mother again, he felt more and more sad.

The little head rubbed Helan Yunlian's neck vigorously, absorbing the warmth of the other party's body.

Such a coquette...

"Three Lives Immortal Road for the King" extra: The wind rises, and the blood-stained duckweed in the troubled times (one hundred and ninety-seven) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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