The yellow croaker looked at the old black who was kicking his four legs, as if he didn't care about the dog running away.

Turning around, he slammed his head up at the ghost who was squatting on the ground and begging for coaxing, and pretended to teach: "Senior sister, is this your dog.......?" Do you want to go yourself?"

Yan Ghost frowned, and slowly stood up: "Senior brother, are you right?"

"I'm such a big fisheye, can I not recognize it?"

"yes! What a beautiful fisheye! Is this really the black dog you want?"

"What? You have to be interesting......

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