"A word of war, there is still an hour left, and if there are more than three people alive, they will all be wiped out!"

The voice of the mysterious man echoed in the dungeon again, like the death knell of death, ringing in everyone's heart, the countdown to death had begun, and a cloud of terror hung over everyone's head!

"Enforcer, you are not worthy, only I can come!"

The swordsman, who had been silent, spoke slowly.

He was wearing a black robe, but the scabbard was snow-white, and the whole person was like a ghost, and his movements were extremely flexible, and the long knife suddenly came out of the sheath and took the silver-haired woman directly!

The red-haired man also took the opportunity to attack and went straight to the last man!

"City: My Stepmother Forced Me to Donate Bone Marrow at the Beginning" Chapter 165 The Power of Faith is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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