The umbrella plunged into the ground and immediately unfolded with a "whirl", and the umbrella was shrouded in golden light. This time the momentum was too fast, and the little ghost didn't have time to dodge, and was shrouded in golden light. "Wow!" The little ghost sat down on the ground, like a normal baby, and howled and cried. The faint golden light was like substance, slowly refining the malignancy on the little ghost's body, and the little ghost was suppressed, and he couldn't escape. I'm interested in...

Chapter 43 of "The Strange Gate": The pen is really in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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