Is the real thing

Holding the hand inside is the knife, Adonis Arnold began to receive the power of feeling, his eyes closed, as if enjoying something special in life.

Strength, here comes my body.

However, strength, where have you gone?

Adonis Arnold's eyes opened, his eyes fell on the blade, of course his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, sticky like porridge.

In his heart, a frenzy ran, started to tremble, and his blood vessels were hot, about to explode.

Hate is not being able to go back to childhood, holding a knife in both hands, one is definitely broken.

But he is too old, can only look at the knife, like a mother looking at her child so tenderly.

Adonis Arnold wanted to curse, but Bernard Arnold deceived him, gave him fake goods, and lightly brushed his grandfather's face.

Big naughty filial.

And Tadhg Walter, a son-in-law, an idiot, exposed Bernard Arnold.

If everyone knew today, this love affair broke out completely, how would people say it.

Every emotion flowed fluently