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MTL - Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner? - Chapter 122 Two futons are warmer
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... the dry wood was 'crackling' in the fire, which made people feel inexplicably comfortable and peaceful.
After working hard for many days, Li Changtian couldn't help feeling tired and tired. He unfolded the blanket that Yan Shu had given him, put it over his body, and lay down to rest with his arms folded.
After all, the prison cart was just a prison cart. The wooden board under him was cold and hard, and his back was choked. Li Changtian was covered in injuries, and he felt extrem ...
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