Chapter 845: The Best Choice

a stretcher, Si Tian following behind her. She hung her head with red eyes at the corners, as if she had just cried.Today, the shaman wore a cloak made of white animal hide. It was adorned with pendan..."Yes."

Wen Zhao Ming did not beat around the bush, but gave a positive answer.re three gunshots, "poof poof poof," and the cries of the three suddenly stopped.Ripples put down her gun and climbed out the window on the second floor where the private room was, then quickly left t...