One hundred and eighty-one: Petition for nomination

Feng Chun wanted to say that he was not good.

But he couldn't tell.

Because it was too simple to want to make a sound, the young man blocked him in all directions, and he was now equivalent to a sculpture, and he could only feel the other person's expression in the realm of consciousness.

And his current emotions and other aspects are also restricted, and he really can't make any sound.

Mu Chen smiled: "I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry, you can't kill you anyway, right?" ”

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