Walking all the way along the wall, about the diameter line in the center of the pear orchard, all of a sudden, a cold aura surged silently in the depths of the garden.

"Whew!"

The energy was like a gust of wind, raging towards the garden, and where it passed, some small birds and mosquitoes were instantly devoured and fell to the ground one after another, but the strange thing is that the pear trees in the garden did not react.

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"Flying Coffin" Chapter 25 The Phantom of the Yellow Skin is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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