I rolled around on the ground a few times, groaned and rubbed my ass and slowly got up, and scolded in a low voice: "The ladder that this person repaired is not reliable at all!" Grandma's, I didn't fall to death. When the words fell, the door in front of me was stained with zombies wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms, a pair of sunken and disgusting eyes, and a terrifying and terrible purple face, all looking at me, spitting black gas, and the smell was like vomiting for half a year...

"Three Fire Yin Master" Chapter 48: The Bronze Armored Corpse is being hit by the hand, please wait a while,

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