Chapter 27

menacingly, reaching out with a death grip on the aluminum pot handle: "Mine, this porridge is mine, give it to me!"That old woman was so thin, there was just a skeleton left. It was unknown where she...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ under the tree was unlike a human, like a deadly weapon honed with countless drops of blood, making one——tremble with fear.Ning Yuan's entire brain was short-circuited. She subconsciously obeyed and...