(I haven't changed it yet, I'll see it tomorrow)

The sky in the north, full of artillery fire, and the confrontation in the south, was eerily quiet.

The last man in the seven-colored mask spread his hands and floated from the rear of the army.

"God has promised us that when I die, my soul can be placed in heaven and earth, eternal and immortal."

Chang Cheng quietly tilted his head and whispered: "The boss said that she just uploaded everyone's consciousness to the simulated earth, and the brain in the tank listened."

"My Funeral Is Not Quite Right" Chapter 163 Don't Disturb Others Chatting! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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