An Chen listened to Yun Qianxue’s words, and a pair of fire-breathing eyes gradually calmed down. He let go, and a little gas got into Han Xiaojing’s face from the nose. When she wanted to take a deep breath, An Chen tightened her fingers again, and her face turned purple again due to lack of oxygen.
And whenever she was dying, An Chen let go of her hand and let her breathe, and then continued to choke her throat. This retort made her walk in hell again and again, but she never returned to anyone. I don’t know how long it was before Anchen tortured her and finally tortured her enough […]
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