Wang Mo hid in the crowd of cultists, looking at Zuya who was babbling opposite, not to mention how awkward it was. It's like stepping on dog shit, and you can't shake it off. It's like being stuck with a dog skin plaster and can't be torn off at all.

"I'm not going out when I cut my throat, what the hell are you?" Wang Mo didn't care about Zuya's good or bad in his heart, and now he was thinking about how to leave. You can't stay in such a dangerous place for too long, and that will add too many variables.

"Charge me, don't stand still,......" the eighth-level knight gave an order a little impatiently, and the overseer team also stepped forward with weapons in hand to threaten.

The guards in front had no choice but to attack, swarming towards the captives......

After the death of "Hell Hunter" Chapter 441, the dog skin plaster is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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