The poor mirror god was pressed under Qin Qing's body, repeatedly kneaded, banged and beaten, and finally Qin Qing stood up when he was tired, his right hand trembled, and an iron chain appeared in Qin Qing's palm out of thin air, and then she threw it, and the iron chain tied the mirror god layer by layer as if she was sensible, unable to move.

In the cabin, the quiet onlookers, and the tired Qin Qing sat next to him to rest, leaving only the whining cry of the mirror god.

"It's too bullying, I can do it without saying a word, and I say it's okay

"Love Zong is a demon, ask me to do a part-time job" cat hair god is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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