Mo Yu couldn't believe that the waiter had become the soul of the sick moon.

No way......

Mo Yu, who was seriously injured, would never accept the fact that the waiter was killed so easily?

"What a joke!"

Mo shouted hysterically, but was slapped to death by the sick moon.

The plague of the sick month is still spreading......

Three months later, the world was destroyed.

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