"Hehe......"

Mo Fanyan stood indifferently in place, not as if he was not frightened by the bloodthirsty coldness on the other side.

Instead, she hooked her lips, "If you want to fight, I, Mo Fanyan, are waiting for you at any time." ”

“……”

The corners of the yellow-robed old man's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't make any movements.

“...

Chapter 1750 of "The First Proud Poisonous Concubine": The master master, the little master is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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