C197 Mixed in
"What's going on? Could it be that you want to sell us, Huang Hua's daughters? Where are the traces of the Yinzhao soldiers in this wilderness? " Shen Wushuang shuddered.
It was almost autumn and the night was unusually cold. Coupled with the fact that Shen Wushuang hadn't eaten much all day, she was extremely hungry and her stomach rumbled loudly