My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

"Where's Shang Huan?"

"That fat fat man didn't listen to the advice, so he extended the fee for another month." Hao Lao pouted, hating that iron was not steel: "He is not skilled in the secret method, and staying in the dojo for a year is a waste of money!"

"Maybe it will be done." Chen Mu laughed.

I don't know if it's because the distance is too far, or because the upper court has a special prohibition.

Concentric and synaesthesia, can connect, but the information obtained is always blurred.

"Don't care about him, go, go back

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