Across the river.

Zhong Limeng carried the heavy remnant sword on his back, panting and squeezing out of the narrow alley.

Every time she goes to a strange place, she is used to walking around first, familiar with the road conditions.

Unexpectedly, the narrow alleys here are criss-crossed, and they are extremely similar, like a labyrinth...

Chapter 1007 of "Killing Sanskrit" Mo Dao Sangyu Night, for Xia Shang Mantian is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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