This person is clearly a man.

He was physically strong, wearing a vest and his arms showing off their strong muscles.

Probably because of years of struggling with others, I could vaguely see different injuries on his arm.

It's like being cut by a sharp weapon.

On his face, he has a tattoo-like pattern.

When I looked closely, I realized that it was a rose.

Especially the round of black eyes in her eye sockets, which have been weathered.

Vaguely, there is infinite killing intent.

Like thousands of troops, fighting on the battlefield.

The endless yellow sand, with an irresistible killing intent, slashed my entire body.

"Mourning Dogs" Chapter 85 The mysterious man is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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