Dark Night hurriedly took a few steps back, retreating to a relatively safe range.

The aggressive movements of the afterlife stopped. He stared at the night a little blankly, then squinted again, as if thinking about something.

"Grace Star doesn't allow outsiders to enter, who are you?" said the dead with a chill in his voice.

"Heh, what's the matter with you?"

Dark Night is now beginning to regret that he didn't tie up his death.

He shouldn't be so kind, just leaning on the side of his death.

It hurt himself and added a threat.

Hearing his words, the deceased clenched his fists, his eyes were obscure.

"Where do you belong? Cell, or God of War, or the Inquisition?"

Dark Night shook her head, refusing to say anything.

The wounds on his body seemed to be getting more and more painful. Dark Night shrunk his neck, feeling that his back was already sticky.

He shrugged his nose and smelled a strong smell of blood.

And that smell is emanating from the person in front of you.

The man was wounded.

This is the first thing to judge in the afterlife.

The death began to hesitate.

They didn't really do anything to him. Even if the intruder had captured him, they hadn't even tied him up, leaving him a potential threat......

You can't kill him.

The death suppressed an inexplicable sense of killing in his heart. He shook his head and stepped forward.

The night immediately retreated, and his eyes were very vigilant. If it weren't for his physical condition, he would have escaped a long time ago.

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