小说简介: “小伙子,你看我到底是像人还是像神?”,拦路的人对着楚谕走了过来。 楚谕看着缓缓走来的蓑衣人,脑袋一抽说道:“Sorry,Ican't speak Chinese!!” “????” “Young man,do you think I'm like a manora God?” “卧槽,正宗的伦敦腔??”
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