In an instant, the wind gusted in the courtyard, and ghosts emerged from the ground, like zombies in American dramas, breaking out of the ground one after another. Yan Luo's face was completely bloodless, and he smiled bitterly: "You know now that you have miscalculated? If I really couldn't help you, I would have fled Dongzhou a long time ago, and the reason why I stayed here was to wait for you to die." "The magic of demons is indeed...

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