As a result, the bouquet of flowers that could not be sent was finally delivered to the girl in another way.

"I know it's you."

"I'm glad you still remember, Shiso."

The cold voice is like melting snow and ice on the top of a mountain.

And under the fingertips, only half of the beautiful bones trembled slightly, and a line of black liquid slowly oozed from the intercostal space, dripping onto the back of her white hand......

It has no mouth, not even a head.

Words are not true

"Island Survival, She Eats and Broadcasts on the Raft" Chapter 126: Pegasus is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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