- Speaking of this place, Sun Jin has also cooled down, and he can easily feel it with his mind, and he has not finished his harsh words. But at the same time, he really couldn't figure out the real purpose of Ling Li's tracking of him, and he didn't know if he would be willing to say it bluntly next, so he typed a sentence: Looking at the way you look now, it is really too far from the Xiao Ling I saw.

Ling Li didn't waste his energy, and he would become a wisp of dead soul under his hands.

And if you carve every face you have seen in your heart, and store these memories for the opportunity to die in the future, wouldn't such a life be able to live without ghosts? Although the killer is doing the work of picking people's lives, Yan Sù said that they are also flesh and blood who grew up eating whole grains, and there are always times when they need to relax their nerves.

Sun Jin and Wu Qinan, the two young people, although they couldn't remember the faces that they hurriedly glanced at at at the seaside three years ago from a distance of hundreds of zhang, but from Ling Li's words, they remembered what the young man Ling Li said three years ago, and both of them couldn't help but have a trace of cold in their eyes-