Qiu Chan first met Jingke at the Shengxian Club.
They were probably of equal status at that time.
Later, Qiu Chan was framed by blood relatives, and his meridians were severed, and he fell into the quagmire.
"Your immortal veins have been cut off, but you still have a good body." Jingke looked at him from the tip of his toes to his eyelashes with cold eyes.
"You really don't know what they want?"
Qiu Chan never imagined that it would reach this point.
He thought about dying in a thunderstorm or fighting, but the only thing he didn't expect was this.
Between the wolf's den and the tiger's den, the lamb stepped into the devil's palm.
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The beautiful prey in the cage opened a pair of dark and moist eyes.
The Jingke presses forward, pretending to be gentle, and sounds like a lover's whisper in the ears of his prey.
"Sect Master Qiu, you have such a delicate body."
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Taking advantage of people's crisis to go crazy and criticize x Chunliang Society for fear of persecution.
Tea leather products, happiness first, logic last, this time I must concentrate on getting sticky on the bed, no plot, get out of the plot!
Intention: A man can bend and stretch