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Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well

    

in was pondering, Blaki, who was dressing up in front of the bronze mirror, slowly stood up and looked at the sky outside. A faint frustration appeared in his eyes, and with a gentle touch of his hand...轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!he invisible blade was cut in the palm of her hand without fancy, the wind blew the broad sleeves of the blue robe, the black hair danced, Garland's brows frowned slightly, and her eyes fell on the mi...