mouse, the huge black mouse is running around in the iron cage. The tip of the sword still has blood on its mouth. It seems that it hasn't calmed down from the panic.

it's clear that general black tiger hasn't spoken yet. Qian Qianqian screams, "ah..."

the sound is as sharp as a sharp weapon across the glass.

Qian Qianqian thought that he could bear it and maintain his image. However, he knew that he could not bear it until he had experienced it.

"no No Rong Jing, I don't know anything. Ask black tiger! "

"Rong Jing, let me go! Let go of me! "

……

she struggled fiercely,...