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At that time, she was a wandering divine healer in Jianghu.
With the Dog Emperor, she had spent the most beautiful time in such a small wooden hut.
Taking a deep breath, she suppressed the sudden surge of sadness in her heart.
She mustn't think about it, some periods of time are destined not to return, and some people are also destined never to be seen again. The more she thought about it, the more it would only add to her melancholy.
After throwing Fang Lilin onto the small bed, Xia Weibao bit a small flashlight in her mouth and then reached out to take off his clothes.
His physique, not bad at all.
He could definitely rival the Dog Emperor.
There were several wounds on Fang Lilin's body, with a round, deep wound on his arm.
There was something inside it.
She had never seen such an injury before, but according to the original owner's memory, it should be a gunshot wound.
A slash across his chest was so deep that it reached bone.
