Cold rain, scattered.

Ancient Street... Wind and rain, deep alleys, green tiles, dilapidated.

Demons are in full swing...

In this rain, fighting in the demagogic sound of the unknown sky...

Stumps, severed arms, heads, and blood were all scattered everywhere and trampled into a corpse blanket on the ground...

Xia Yan quickly glanced at the house, at first he was worried that there were still demons in the house, but it turned out that he thought too much.

When that enchanting and enchanting

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