Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

dared to dream of in his life!Everyone said he was an ill-omened white ghost, who would bring bad luck.When he was once tortured beyond recognition, his former master, wielding a poisoned whip, would...<

As soon as Chen Zhiqin said this, Liu Yun's face was uglier than if he had eaten a fly. >>> 。To be honest, Qingxuan still admires Liu Yun's stubbornness. He's like a duck with his mouth set. 。

Even now, Liúyún is still holding on.

Liúyún: "Chén girl, even if you didn't tell anyone about your symptoms, it's possible she just got lucky and guessed right." 。"Qing Xuan almost couldn't hold back and rolled her eyes at Liu Yun. " 。Qingxuan: “Blind cat meeting a dead mouse Since Miss Liuyun has such doubts, why don't we try asking other guests” 。If I could also diagnose their physical problemsecretly cultivated his own power>He was ultimately heartbroken, feeling that there was nothing left in the world to cling to. He chose to give up on himself.Although Qingxuan didn't ask, she probably...