Prodigal Xiao Heng × Facial Paralysis Chu Yi
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First meeting Chu Yi: "Three thousand silver of fairy rope, he used it to tie the tree as a mark?! What a prodigal son"
A certain prodigal: "?"
Xiao Heng: "Since I came to this broken sect, has that paralyzed face never smiled... Senior brother?!"
The face standing behind Xiao Heng... Chu Yi twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a cannibalistic "smile"
It should be very bloody
Intention:…