Chapter Eighty-One: Master of the Holy Light

Under the capricious changes, I felt more and more pain in my body, and every place felt like I had been nailed. I bit my lower lip and slowly tasted my own blood.

Le Zonglei's painful voice slowly expanded in my ears, and I couldn't help but cry out under his leadership.

I can't count how many more runes there are, and I just hope that this pain will end soon. Grandfather, father and mother flew to my mind. I want to live, I can't give up! I haven't found them yet, I can't be defeated by myself.

I don't know how long it took, but the shouting of Le Zonglei in my ears was slowly replaced by a buzzer.

"Descendants of the Ghost Kitchen" Chapter 81 The Holy Light Mage is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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