Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Little Wandering Soul at Ease

Without waiting for the dumb-voiced man to finish speaking, the crossbow needle that he had just taken off to kill the stuttering man stabbed into the dumb-voiced man's temple, her strength was just right, the depth and position of the stab could not make people die instantly, it would only make people feel numb and painful until only pain remained, and they could maintain a clear consciousness and die slowly.

The dark spirit was originally going to let them go, but aside from the incompatibility of the two organizations, just now this duck voice was difficult to seriously offend her bottom line

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