Over there.

Smell the old man's crutches slammed down.

Ji Yu tilted his head slightly, and the sharp horns brushed his face, marking a bloody mark.

Beads of blood filled.

He was still lazy, motionless, as if he didn't care.

Just carelessly tilted his head.

The line of sight is opposite.

His eyelids lifted and he looked straight at him with a cold sneer that he had never felt before.

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