I was going crazy.

I squatted in the grave bag to watch the play, but the knife whistled and came to cut off my head.

The fat man on the left seemed to have an enmity with me, and the green dragon glaive knife made of wood in his hand, with a sharp knife aura, fell from the sky, and my ears seemed to hear the sound of the jingle bell and the neighing of the war horse.

When I was completely confused, I had to take the Breaker Knife and block it hard.

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Chapter 123 of "How Many Years I Was Dirty" I was stunned and hit by my hand, please wait a while,

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