Little by little, time passed.

The onlookers all stretched their necks and did not dare to come out, for fear of missing the moment to witness the "miracle".

But half an hour passed, and the faces of the two were still white, and there was no change.

At this time, the old woman shouted, "Why is my face so hot, itchy, itchy, itchy." ”

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"Young Marshal, Madame Advertises to Recruit a Son-in-law" Chapter 36 You are also playing with me I am playing with my hand, please wait a moment,

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