The room rented by Anru Yun is on the eleventh floor, if ordinary people climb the eleventh floor, their gas will be broken, thanks to Zhao Zixun's Taoism, it will still be easy to climb the eleventh.

But when Zhao Zixun came to the eleventh floor, he couldn't help frowning, why? Because he smelled a foul smell.

Zhao Zixun looked at the door of the house where An Ruyun was, and there were several bags of garbage at the door, including dry garbage and wet garbage......

Chapter Seventy-Seven of "Urban Immortal Martial God of War" Rogue Neighbor is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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