"You have mosquitoes on your nose." The huge mosquito stared at me right in front of my eyes, and I couldn't help but say something to remind me. "Oh." Guo Jiazhu replied casually and slapped his nose, and the mosquito was flattened, leaving a pool of dirty blood. He still seemed unaware, allowing the blood stains and mosquito corpses to remain on the tip of his nose and not wipe them off. I'm just getting ready to continue reminding...

Chapter 38 of "The Strange Gate": Your origin is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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