In Chen Junyan's hand, it is a very rough bone knife.

There is a hilt, there is a scabbard.

The black cloth, wrapped with bamboo pieces, is rough, but it also has a different kind of beauty.

An An blinked her big moist eyes, a little surprised.

And the sudden friendliness and concern made her tears burst instantly.

"Don't cry......

"I Take the Goddess to Survive on the Desert Island Hardcore" Chapter 87 An An's self-report is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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