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Longnaihe Bridge, endless white-edged bones. Yes, this is hell, where the living can't get in and the dead can't get out.
"Where are human rights and fairness? I must report to Lord Yamaraja. I must. "
When I got here, I heard the shouting, but Meng Po's soup with rich medicinal fragrance suddenly spilled out. Meng Po Shuai Shuai ate the soup left in Meng Po's hand and raised his eyebrows. The wrinkles on Zou's face are getting deeper and deeper like dry land in the field.
"This scourge has just left, hasn't it? Why again? Is it over? " There is endless confusion in Meng Po's voice, but more is endless pain.
The scourge of Meng Po's mouth stood on the Naihe Bridge again, crying loudly about his grievances. He is wearing a black and white striped suit and a pair of slightly washed black cloth shoes. His face is very young, a little fashionable and young. However, the four red characters of Beishan reform-through-labor fully exposed that he was not a good young man at all.
When Li Wentian cried about his blood history, he swore. He is very busy here, but he sees two figures behind him. Li Wentian suddenly turned around and was really startled. He thought, these two faces are really not for people to see.
"You ... how did you come again, I didn't go. ...