There was a strange sound on the radio, which was somewhat similar to the tapping sound of a wooden fish, but it was not as ethereal, urgent, and rhythmic as the sound of a wooden fish.

There must be a demon when things are impermanent, and Wei Ji will never believe that the other party released this weird audio because of some bullshit before the war.

Casting his gaze at the half-bloods on the street, a long Japanese knife glowing with a cold silver light in the snowflakes flying in the sky.

Wei Ji clenched the hilt of his knife, despite the strange voice on the radio,

"The Dragon Clan Starting from I Was Xia Mi's Landlord" Chapter 156 The Minister is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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