e took step by step toward the steed, and spoke in a low voice:"My dear steed, my dear steed, I'm your Boleyn! From now on, we'll be the best of friends. Look at all that red fur you have, so from now...Ning'er pursed her lips slightly, "There is still one month."

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So fastining camp as soon as possible.At this moment, Mo Yunjing walked to An Xuetang's side, threw away the branch she was holding, and unexpectedly took her hand."..."An Xuetang was taken aback, blinked, a...