The scorching sun shines into the hallway, gently blowing away with the summer breeze...

The smell of blood in the air became even weaker.

The tip of the willow's tiny whip swayed in the air with the breeze, like the pirate ship and the pendulum in the amusement park that she was talking about...

He looked down so low that he looked at his ten white fingers, which were still clenched into a small fist.

A shy smile appeared on that youthful face, and he whispered softly:

"One person: Cao Weiying's soul, challenge the top!" Chapter 198: It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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