Gradually, the night sky without the slightest starlight is like a black net, dark and depressed, a very empty room in the wall lit only a few white candles, the cold wind continues to whistle in through the open window, the candle flame is blown by the wind swaying,

There was a black coffin in the middle of the room, and Rodrigo, dressed in a black suit, was lying in it very peacefully with his eyes closed, his hands with black gloves folded on his abdomen, as if he was just asleep.

At this time, Hill, dressed in a long black suit, walked in from outside and closed the door,......

Chapter 134 of the Interstellar Aristocratic Contract: Battle, Ending is in the middle of a hand-to-hand fight, please wait a moment,

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