Ying hugged Paimeng and looked at the guy with a rippling smile in Yingying Yanyan with an expressionless face.
"Pamon, I seem to have lost something, but I have no proof."
"Hmm~ I feel the same way."
"Really! Really! You also think that the person standing on the stage now should be me, don't you!" Ying became excited.
Paimeng lowered his face and whispered, "No, I was just thinking, if he had caught me, how wonderful it would be... Ah!"
Ying shook the unsatisfied white-eyed man out of her arms.
Drawing out the edgeless sword that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, he jumped up and stabbed thousands of miles!
"Qi Jiu, die!"
This is a story about an outsider who steals the limelight from a stranger.
The author is a person without integrity, so he understands everything.
The book is good, but not enough to read (