As soon as he heard the question of the landing of the flying head, he immediately knew where the disaster came from, and he showed a burst of ridicule.

"Brother, are you going to ask this, I don't know who it is, I can't provoke that person, let alone you, you can't either, tell you that I will die too, if I don't tell you I will also die, I hope you are a smart person"

Before he could finish speaking, the hair on his neck slowly tightened, making him feel a breath of death looming, showing irrepressible fear, blood running down his neck.

"Talk less nonsense, don't procrastinate, if you don't say anything, you will die instantly,......

Chapter 127 of "The Great Master of Feng Shui": Crossing the River and Demolishing the Bridge? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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