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... en thorn in her hand.
Leng Yuesheng first put the wooden thorn under his nose and smelled it, then looked at Yu Xiaolian suddenly, his gaze changed, and he quickly licked it with his tongue, the wooden thorn was covered with Yu Xiaolian's blood.
"you you…"
Leng Yuesheng stuttered.
Just when Yu Xiaolian didn't understand why, Leng Yuesheng suddenly said to the old bustard, "Let her go."
The old bustard looked embarrassed.
Leaning closer to L ...
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