Looking through the moonlight, the five slowly swaying tails of the old daughter-in-law looked very much like fox tails, but foxes were generally brown, red or white, but her five tails were pitch black and shiny, and if you didn't look carefully, they were even mixed with the shadows of the walls.

"What the hell are you?" The little white rabbit asked in surprise.

The old daughter-in-law unhurriedly brushed off the little white rabbit's hand and picked it up herself......

"Lost and Found: Crossing the Line" Chapter 28 The Fisherman's Profit is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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