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the same time as he spoke, Xiao Yan's right palm was slightly curled

Looking at the gleaming fine iron steel sword in front of him,

and suddenly pointed at Xiao Yan: "Believe it or not, I cut your tongue!"

Xiao Yu, who couldn't bear it any longer, finally pulled out the long sword

Xiao Yan touched his nose, his seemingly careless words always made Xiao Yu furious.

Xiao Yu's already livid face became even colder.

this unruly woman has also improved a lot.

three gold stars were painted, which represented Xiao Yu's current strength

Xiao Yan raised his brows slightly, his eyes swept over Xiao Yu's plump

and three years later, I will be able to do the same."

"Even if your talent returns now, what can you do? Three years ago, Xiao Yu could You

"What can you do with your hands!" Xiao Yuyu clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, resisting the urge to draw the sword and

probed with her jade hand, it was already directly on the handle of the long sword around her waist.

Being poked into this somewhat embarrassing sore spot by Xiao Yan's words, Xiao Yu's pretty face turned ashen, and when she

but I don't know if other men have touched them since then?

woman he hadn't seen this year, and then his eyes slowly shifted to the pair of sexy and round long legs. Touching his nose, he

"It's this tone again..." He sighed with great disgust in his heart,

as if a condescending tone of teaching.