The voices that are tempting to stop are like magic sounds that pierce the brain, not only very charming, but also endless, as if they want to break the brain that is not stopped.

Those voices are simply endless, sometimes they will become the voice of the mother, sometimes it will become the voice of seventy-one, sometimes it will become the voice of the village chief, the third uncle, the fourth grandfather and others, and sometimes it will become the voice of the friend who has been eliminated.

Those voices sounded genuine, as if they were talking to him.

Yet no matter what those voices say, whether they are pleading or threatening, they are indifferent.

There was never a single pause in his pace, still

Chapter 523 of "The First Man on the Great Road" The clumsy illusion is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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