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The sky of the entire Forbidden City, in the eyes of Jinfan, showed a strange emerald green.

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow-clothed Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live like a non-human and non-ghost.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene as the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution and sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world, and even the Beiyang Army was torn apart. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes, due to a strategic mistake, should have failed completely. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been deadlocked for five years. If no one can break the game, this deadly but not dead defeat will have to continue.

This is the power of the old masters, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

The feast slaves saw the pro...

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow Clothes Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live in such a way that they are neither human nor ghosts.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene as the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution. Sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world. Even the Beiyang Army was broken up. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes should have failed completely due to a strategic mistake. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been deadlocked for five years. If no one can break the game, this failure of death but not deadlock will have to continue.

This is the power of the old rulers, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

The Yan slaves saw the sky over the entire Forbidden City, and in the eyes of Qin Fan, there was a strange emerald green.

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow Clothes Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live in such a way that they are neither human nor ghosts.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene that the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution. Sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world. Even the Beiyang Army was broken up. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes should have failed completely due to a strategic mistake. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been deadlocked for five years. If no one can break the game, this failure of death but not deadlock will have to continue.

This is the power of the old rulers, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

The Yan slaves saw the sky over the entire Forbidden City, and in the eyes of Qin Fan, there was a strange emerald green.

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow Clothes Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live in such a way that they are neither human nor ghosts.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene that the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution. Sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world. Even the Beiyang Army was broken up. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes should have failed completely due to a strategic mistake. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been deadlocked for five years. If no one can break the game, this failure of death but not deadlock will have to continue.

This is the power of the old rulers, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

The Yan slaves saw the sky over the entire Forbidden City, and in the eyes of Qin Fan, there was a strange emerald green.

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow Clothes Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live in such a way that they are neither human nor ghosts.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene that the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution. Sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world. Even the Beiyang Army was broken up. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes should have failed completely due to a strategic mistake. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been deadlocked for five years. If no one can break the game, this failure of death but not deadlock will have to continue.

This is the power of the old rulers, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

The Yan slaves saw the sky over the entire Forbidden City, and in the eyes of Qin Fan, there was a strange emerald green.

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow Clothes Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live in such a way that they are neither human nor ghosts.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene that the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution. Sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world. Even the Beiyang Army was broken up. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes should have failed completely due to a strategic mistake. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been deadlocked for five years. If no one can break the game, this failure of death but not deadlock will have to continue.

This is the power of the old rulers, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

The Yan slaves saw the sky over the entire Forbidden City, and in the eyes of Qin Fan, there was a strange emerald green.

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow Clothes Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live in such a way that they are neither human nor ghosts.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene that the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution. Sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world. Even the Beiyang Army was broken up. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes should have failed completely due to a strategic mistake. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been deadlocked for five years. If no one can break the game, this failure of death but not deadlock will have to continue.

This is the power of the old rulers, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

The Yan slaves saw the sky over the entire Forbidden City, and in the eyes of Qin Fan, there was a strange emerald green.

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow Clothes Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live in such a way that they are neither human nor ghosts.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene that the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution. Sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world. Even the Beiyang Army was broken up. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes should have failed completely due to a strategic mistake. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been a stalemate for five years~www.readwn.com~ If no one can break the game, this deadly but not dead defeat will have to continue.

This is the power of the old rulers, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

The Yan slaves saw the sky over the entire Forbidden City, and in the eyes of Qin Fan, there was a strange emerald green.

And there are aurora-like blood red one after another rising to the sky.

Like a broken glass of new tea.

The guards on the Jinshui Bridge looked like ghosts one after another, with thin bodies and withered faces like ghosts, but they were still alive.

These human beings, living in the Yellow Clothes Demon Realm, can't even seek death easily, so they have to live in such a way that they are neither human nor ghosts.

After entering the Forbidden City from the small gate beside the Meridian Gate, Jinfan even saw the feast slaves standing in groups on the crest of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, densely packed like a flock of birds.

As a **** walking in the world, Qinfan should understand the way of thinking of great beings very well, but because of the physical constraints, she can't express it clearly. She can only judge this scene that the king in yellow is fighting to the death of Yuan Xiangcheng, an agent. Tie-style unwilling.

Five years ago, Yuan Xiangcheng stole the victory of the revolution. Sure enough, if he re-established the monarchy, he was cast aside and attacked by the people of the world. Even the Beiyang Army was broken up. The agent chosen by the King of Yellow Clothes should have failed completely due to a strategic mistake. , even to death.

The King of Yellow Clothes also knew this, but how could he easily give up the fat in his mouth, so he left a Jasper Lama to occupy the entire Pingbei, dragging this ancient city into a dream feast, and letting this fail is enough. It has been deadlocked for five years. If no one can break the game, this failure of death but not deadlock will have to continue.

This is the power of the old rulers, even if they are playful, they will make others helpless.

Feast slaves see the pro