The farce ended hastily with Lin Cheng pretending to be stupid.

Of course, he can't say anything, but at this time, if he pulls a word more, it will become fun.

And the sound of the deer oak is undoubtedly covering his ears and stealing the bell, deceiving himself.

Fortunately, after only half a quarter of an hour, the black fog outside the mirror began to churn again, as if urging people to die.

Seeing this, Shutian took the initiative to say. "This fourth death match, Xiwu Daoyou, Pan Ying Daoyou, which of the two of you will go first?"

"I'll go."

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