"Oops, those guys haven't been online for a day today, I heard that they are doing something in the other world to 'recruit relatives', it sounds very lively, but unfortunately we can't go over and participate."

In the VIP cabin of the Maraud, Tracy lay on the rickety bed with the quilt in a very undignified posture, not caring about her occasional spring flash, after all, in this cabin except for the lazy Murphy, who had just finished doing bad things.

She held ink in her hand

"My Player is So Fierce" 1067.Midnight is like a tide, leading you home is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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