"It's so low, I think I can ........"

"Shut up!" Qi Rin's voice resounded in the public soul channel that was silent for an instant.

"Are you too idle?"

"Are all the offensive positions I've assigned to you in place?"

"Are the coordinates of the Death Archer and the Burning Rifle Cannon coordinated?"

"Is the interspersed and divided battlefield of the Black Warrior formation all arranged?"

Chapter 188 of "The First Necromancer of the Worlds, the Flower of the Corpse Guard at the Beginning" The ninth child of the dog day, father and son, the young eagle always has to fly by itself. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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