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Chapter 5627 Miss Seven(2/3)

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The monk's expression changed slightly.

Miss Six?

He remembers...

The maid who took him there that day called out...that's...

Miss Six…

...

"Miss Six?"

"You just said that today's wedding was..."

Some people are a little confused.

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"Miss Seven."

The uncle stressed.

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"Why?"

"Sister stole my sister's husband?"

"Why is Miss Six not married?"

"Miss Six..."

“Are there any other people you like?”

The man lowered his voice even lower.

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"Don't talk nonsense."

The old man reached out and patted the man on the head.

"It ruined the reputation of other girls."

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"Then what do you think is going on?"

The man asked while touching his head.

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"There are no more people..."

The old man sighed, "How can you get married..."

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"ah!?"

Everyone looked shocked.

"There's no one!?"

...

The monk was shocked.

People... are gone?

He had seen it not long ago...

Although his face was pale and slim, he had a good appetite and ate three sesame cakes...

Such a child...

Why does it mean nothing is gone?

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"Why didn't it?"

Everyone was curious, "Are you sick?"

"Tsk tsk."

"How old is it?"

"Born in such a good family..."

"It's gone if I say nothing."

Everyone looked regretful.

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"Not sick."

The old man said with his hands covering his mouth.

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ah?

Everyone was surprised again.

Not sick?

"What is that?"

It can take away the life of a girl who is waiting for her to be a girl who is not out of the door and is not out of the door...

What else can besides getting sick?

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"Not an ordinary illness."

The old man thought about it and explained.

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Harmful……

Everyone curled their lips.

"Isn't that sick?"

Not an ordinary illness?

Can there be something extraordinary when you are sick?

Everyone suspected that the old man was talking big?

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"no……"

The old man was a little anxious, "Listen to me..."

"That Miss Six was covered with dirty things..."

"driven to distraction,"

"In a daze."

"In the end, I fell into the lake..."

The old man shook his head with regret, "...It was too late to be rescued..."

"No more breathing."

"... Poor Miss Six is ​​young... she is about to get married..."

"I'll lose my life."

The old man's voice was filled with sighs.

Premature death of a young life...

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"Dirty?"

"Really?"

"What dirty thing?"

"Didn't you ask the master to come and have a look?"

Compared to a young life that has nothing to do with them, everyone cares more about the points that make them feel novel in the old man's story.
To be continued...
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