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Chapter 935

    

tead, the surroundings grew eerily silent, as if all sounds had been absorbed by the whips.It is not difficult to guess that this whip, when it hits the body, is no longer as simple as skin and flesh...Chapter 935

A bed is inside the room.

A woman with sweat dripping from her brow, who had originally seemed reluctant, suddenly sat up straight upon hearing this.

It is exactly Zhao Ji's month!

"Chapter 1082