Big Bodhi: Alien ghost

　　 Qingling River, the autumn water is not full.

　　 The slender white hand gently sorted out the wet hair sticking to the forehead, and there were many clear water beads hanging on the forearm. The blue silk was **** with a jasper hair band, and the clear eyes were shining. , Looked towards the white yarn woman standing by the river.

　　”Sister Baixi.

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　　 The white gauze woman seemed to have nothing to do with her, she shook her head lightly, and said: “Now it’s Mao, don’t want to linger again, Qingdi, hurry up