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Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well

    

eed railway roaring over his head, the wind curling a few strands of black hair on his forehead, and his eyes closed as if asleep.I don't know how long later, his eyes slowly opened, frowned and looke...轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!lked to the Lubao pomelo who was sailing, and the candle reflected their dark purple cloaks like an abyss."Don't you want to play""boring game." Lu Baojiao answered faintly."Gee, they are all lieutena...