"Practice? Master, what kind of practice are you talking about? ”

At the mention of this, Su Xinhong's spirit came up in an instant, and his eyes were blazing as he stared at the master standing in front of him.

There is no day and night in the boundary road, and there is only firefly lighting in the room, and Jiang Yuyao at this moment walks lightly, and the faint light light under the moon white dress sets off her graceful and proud figure, her skin is white, like a sheep fat jade carving, the beauty is indescribable, he can't help but think nonsense.

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