Bang!

The arm smashed to the ground, and Atram's eyes were terrified, and his lower body was completely soaked, trembling and shrinking into a ball.

I don't know if I'm dead or alive.

Chen Qi's raised palm pierced through the masonry next to Atram's head, and only an inch away, the smashed stone would become his head.

Bazette smiled, retracted his stance, and calmed down the magic: "Why are you here?" ”

She didn't say the second half of the sentence, that's it

Chapter 40 of "The Fantasy Prototype of the Moon": Mercedes-Benz is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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