Chapter Twenty-Three: The Ghost Infant

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Hearing deathWhen someone said this to me, I not only felt more at ease, but I also didn't dislike it at all.Okay, I whispered, "Thank you, Master."He opened his eyes, glanced at me, and hummed in response. At this moment, Zhang Ping's wife came downstairs.Seeing Zhang Ping, a grown man, slumped on the ground was quite a shock; he almost fell down the stairs.Although she had just recovered from a serious illness, her face...She was still rather pale and weak. Zhang Ping hurriedly got up from the ground to help.whisperedLet's go upstairs first, we'll need to get here later.Manage a little thingHowever, his wife shook her head, kept looking at Qingyue sitting on the sofa, and said seriously, "If my husband has done anything wrong, please forgive him." "You need to understand that it's not

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