Outside the Holy City, Zhan Shiyi looked coldly in the direction of the city gate.

"Old horseman, you have lived for more than 500 years, have you gone to live pigs, bully the small with the big, shameless old thief, return the junior brother to me."

There is no one beside Zhan Shiyi.

She came alone, facing a city alone.

On the city walls, there are more and more people.

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"The First Immortal of the City" Chapter 1143 If I can't save my junior brother, I would like to die is hitting my hand, please wait for a while,

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