Liu Rufeng in the distance behind me was still shouting at me, but I didn't pay any attention to him. My hand stroked back and forth on the black dragon's head, as if caressing my own faithful subordinate. Suddenly, the hand I was stroking the black Jiao was raised violently, and then slapped down again, and as soon as my hand landed on the black Jiao's head, a dazzling red light shot out from my palm. The next second, it was incomparable...

Chapter 89 of "The Yellow River Yin Coffin" The tripartite tripod is in the middle of the fight, please wait a moment,

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