Just when my knife was about to pick off the mask on the face of the mountain patrol dog Xu San, a sudden change occurred, and I felt a fishy wind hit behind me.

Suddenly, I felt a real threat of death, and I couldn't even bother to pick up the bronze mask on Xu San's face.

Almost as soon as the knife was returned to protect my chest, a strong fishy smell rushed towards me.

At this moment, I finally saw what the hell it was......

"Yin Shang Notes: I Only Accept the Big Murderous Things" Chapter 481 The old wolf who plays the art of war is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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