chapter 169 Dead Taoist friends will not die but poor Taoists
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Updated : Jun 8th, 2024
"You are my little little apple..."
In the northern suburbs of Yanjing, on an old street not far from the Third Hospital in the northern suburbs, in Pihua's detective studio, Pihua was sitting on his comfortable leather chair, humming the song that resounded throughout the squares. A must-have for square dancing, it makes you feel extremely comfortable.
The thing that had troubled him for so long was finally solved, and the huge rock in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Although he spent...
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