Yang Jing was silent, and slowly pushed open the door of the prison of vain death, and heard a harsh sound of friction, and the prison of death appeared in front of us. It is like a wilderness, but there are no trees, on the left is a pool of water, on the right is a fire pit, and in the middle is a stout old tree. Yang Jing stopped at the door, and after looking in a few times, his face became more solemn. "It's not good, there's no ghost in it." No...

Chapter 131 of "The Journey Between the Yin Guests" Yang Jing's sacrifice for righteousness is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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