In the past, she was like a scene, but this time she was only a bystander.

With a whoosh, a sharp arrow came straight at her vest, but the moment it touched it, it quickly changed into a small soft ball.

This is an interstellar automatic judgment in case of accidental damage to the arrow.

A bony hand then picked it up, and the young man's knuckles were slender and powerful, and there was nothing on them or scars.

The shirt sleeves were not buttoned up

"Island Survival, She Eats and Broadcasts on the Raft" Chapter 164: The anchor point is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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