C343 An Elder of the Deng Family

The curtain of the night was heavy, and a crescent moon rose in the lonely Mose's night sky. It outlined the coolness of the night, and even carried a faint sense of the future of rain and rain.

Dengjia.

Heezitong was lazily sitting on the sofa in the hall, reading a world-famous book. He seemed to be focusing all of his attention on the book, but his eyes revealed a sharp glint.

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