The heavy snow in Sin Devil City is still falling, and the snowflakes are falling on the square. The body and hair of the man lying on the ground and treating himself like a dog, after a while, a layer of snowflakes is covered, but he is still there. Shouting, like a hopeless island in the snow...

Xia Ping'an was touched!

The man who shouted loudly in the bustling square, put a collar and iron chain on his neck, and put his dignity on the ground trampled on the ground, let Xia

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