Multiply... Multiply... Multiply...

The dense flesh and blood were intertwined and rubbed back and forth, and there was a strange muffled sound in the pool of blood.

Yang Shifei's face tightened, and he reached out and patted the magic knife that was still doing tricks, signaling that she had sucked in the wrong place.

“......”

The magic knife seemed to be stunned, and quickly stopped its movements, and approached softly like self-blame, as if asking himself what he didn't do well...

"Chirp~" seemed to still feel guilty, and she was divided again

"Who said that my lady is a demon! 》Chapter 281 The magic knife hangs down, and the beautiful scenery in the pool is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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