On this day, it was pouring rain.

Zhu Xian and the old demon of red poison settled in a ruined temple.

The two had been on the road for eight days and had already walked half the way.

On the messenger props, the handwriting appeared, and after Zhu Xian read it, he couldn't help but sigh.

Only then did I find out that the old demon of the red poison didn't know when he came up, and he also saw the handwriting on the messenger props, and he smiled.

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"It doesn't matter, I'm the devil" Chapter 287 The Broken Temple and the Royal Family are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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