I'm about to meet again.

Her fingers trembled violently.

The other hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the 'disobedient' hand.

'Yin Nian' said to himself: "I'm too lazy to pick wuwu, I don't want it."

"Only fools do work."

"I'm not a fool, I don't work."

She shrank her neck and let out a 'heehee' laugh, like a provocation, more like a mockery.

Meng Yang crushed a corner of the mist mirror with one hand, and the smell of fishy and sweetness in his throat. His face turned blue and purple, and he could hardly stand firm.

"She did it on purpose."

Yin Nian really didn't do it on purpose.

Because Yin Nian's own soul is also vomiting blood.

She was so anxious that she was like an ant on a hot pan.

Get moving!

Please move!

That is something my mother needs and must get it.

Her eyes were filled with blood and tears, but the person rushed to the ground.

It's like a real stupid salted fish.

"Lalala, bask in the sun!" The funny scenes and funny words, but her eyes were covered in blood, so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Yin Nian's eyes were forced to smash down, and she stared at the bone-supporting grass.

Quickly!

If it's not fast!

Just then.

One hand reached into the aperture.

She saw countless beams of light fighting towards the hand.

But the hand was holding a few gems, and the gems exploded and offset the beams of light.

It's just...a very ordinary attack.

Someone squatted down and dug out the bone-restoring grass.

She put the bone-restoring grass into the bag, walked over, and stuffed the bag into Yin Nian's pocket.

He wiped away the dry blood and tears from Yin Nian's face with a clean veil.

"Don't cry, I'll pick it for you."

The formation set up by Meng Yang is a killer move against Yin Nian, but it is not difficult to face anyone except Yin Nian.

Meng Yang couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, making his hands and feet tremble.

The blood on Yin Nian's face was wiped clean.

She couldn't see her face, so she could only stare at her mask. Behind the little princess was the rising sun, and the morning light was filled with gold.

“No. 38.”
Chapter completed!