Chapter 832

e true nature of this white light, a blade forged from white light, resembling a hundred zhang in length. Its body radiated an icy killing intent!Zhao Ping'an's body, under this blade, was like an ant...Chapter 832

"Good!"

Three women agreed at the same time.

After they finished breakfast, they each busied themselves with their own affairs.

Nangong Rou returned to her room, looking at the order in her hand, her face flushed. She couldn't help but glance at the bed.

Suddenly......

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I was thinking about last night. Zhao Ping'an was standing by the window, it seemed like he had an argument with someone.

Suddenly.

Her phone suddenly rang.in astonishment. They finally understood what Zhao Ping'an meant by "no chance." It wasn't that there was no chance to kill him; it meant there was no chance to even utter his name. Which meant...Oh!D...