"Okay! Okay! You are my wife!"

Now.

Return to Huafang.

Du

Jiuniang stared at Liu Shiyan, a sincere uncle who had never met each other before and had been a loving couple for eight months: "I'm sorry, when the slave family dies, even if your wife can survive, she can only use the low body of a prostitute forever.

"

Liu Shiyan looked at her blankly, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"The slave family has ruined you, and you have gained nothing. You are still Mrs. Du Jiu. You are still a lowly person. Ahhhhhhh!"

Du Jiuniang's face was filled with tears, and she suddenly burst into tears, which echoed in the hall. Even the Taoist priest who just wanted to eliminate the demon fell silent until a clear voice sounded:

"I want to try to use medical skills to replace my head."

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Chapter completed!