Chapter 1247, why waste resources

Bella is also confused: "Possible, yes."

Was it bitten on a snowy mountain?

Bella tilted her little head and thought, "No, there's no grass on the snow mountain. Besides, the flowing light has set boundaries!"

Walking forward with a trace of curiosity, Bella returned to her original position and sat down. After a moment's gaze rested on his hand, she staggered.

Since he didn't want to say it, she stopped asking.

Tingrong turned on the TV and handed the remote control to Bella, who was just about to change the channel and said, "News Channel."

Bella flipped through the channel directory to find it.

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