Aside from the Jue Lion, who was acting as a light, the other three monks all leaned over and stretched out their greasy paws to touch the glass bottle! , and then one by one they made their own speeches after touching!

As a result, the torches gathered a larger light source, illuminating the darkness farther away, allowing them to see more of the glass bottles.

The jue lion, who was squatting again, could only look at it with a dry and anxious face.

"Alright......

Chapter 216 of "The Little Husband of the Female President" Juelong: This thing is worth a billion It is being hit in the hand, please wait a moment,

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