Yang Shiliu works

Chapter 736: All Self-Inflicted

    

cup. Perhaps because it was night, even though there were candles in the room, the light wasn't particularly bright. This made Ye Wen's face look frighteningly pale. 。 He frowned, "I've always though... old woman, the second house, none of them are good things! Slap! Slap! Slap! One after another whip sound, people shuddered one after another. 。Seeing that the Sixth Palace Master's whip had been...