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... ently follow us back and become our chief wife to play with?"
Half of his body leaned into the carriage, but the only things waiting for the bandit were the girl’s tiny embroidered shoes and her screams.
"Help, Uncle Qian, save me, sob sob ..."
Her eyes were filled with mist, the heavy rain soaked the carriage, while the horse lay weakly on the ground, ropes tied to its legs, seemingly having tumbled chaotically, unable to stand up at all for the moment.
The girl ...
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