Chapter 2625 ancient battlefields

Written on a Rainy Night 1.7k words

After hearing what he said, the stout old man couldn't help but feel soft and almost fell to the ground.

motherfucker!

beauty?

I don't want to see where it is. How can there be beautiful women? As for the big meal, I'm afraid you dare not eat...

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