With a few shouts, Hengrou came back to his senses, and felt that there was no painless place on his body, and it was even more troublesome that he couldn't even sit up. Not only did his arm not work, but he also smelled the smell of burnt meat coming from his body. All that remained was wailing: "My arms, my legs!" ”

Ziye leaned over and asked him condescendingly, "I'm still an acquaintance, right?" ”

Heng Rou wanted to retreat in fear, but he couldn't move at all, so he begged for mercy with a handful of snot and tears: "It's that I don't know my face, I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I don't know if I met a cultivator, please don't remember the villain!" ”

Ziye ignored him, but turned his head to the few splashes, and a sense of intimidation changed from ......

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