Chapter 145: The Fake Table

As soon as they take the machines away, he's gone—no brain activity at all. Can you still stand to look at something like that"Bai Xiushan asked, somewhat puzzled."Who knows, maybe this will work You...Xiaolan, following her around like a lovesick puppy."A member of the Miao village followed the Miao king to report."Well!" King Miao nodded with satisfaction.After the Hmong villager left, the five of...