In the dead of night, wolves cry under the moon.

Jiang Lanxi cautiously walked out of the room, and even held her breath and touched the ground on her toes when passing by Wang Dehou's floor, but who would have thought that Wang Dehou's snoring was deafening, even if Jiang Lanxi even jumped over, it might not be able to wake him up!

At night, the village is quieter than the city, and you can even hear the sound of rats and a few wild cats......

Chapter 130 of "Treading the River" The brainless Beizhou is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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