C812 Killing a Lot of People

Bai Yao had never seen a girl who could move him so much in his entire life, and her temperament was so touching that it had deeply attracted him. She was practically a real fairy, and he was intoxicated and unable to extricate himself from it.

Looking at the face in front of him, he had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before. But she said something about a wooden tablet