Uncle Monkey is like talking about books, not to mention these things sound quite fresh.

I couldn't have imagined that so much had happened in the short time we had been gone.

At this time, Old Thief Zhou had already begun to order his subordinates to clean up the two people whose bodies were on fire.

The two of them had already fainted from the fire, and I couldn't help but feel stunned when I looked at the scars on their bodies.

Although the clothes of the two were extinguished by the black liquid spewed by the monster, there was still smoke at this time, and the people who came to pick them up tiptoed and touched their bodies.

This touch found that one of them had already died on the spot.

My cousin was a little uneasy, at this time

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