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After looking for a long time and making sure it was Wu-Shuang, Ma San laughed hoarsely, "Haha, it's her. It's her." He reached out his rough hands and pinched her face. "You wicked woman, do you think I'm dead? Ah? You don't think so, do you? "

The Madam was afraid, but she had watched the flames burn before. The beams had already collapsed