Jun Wuji had no choice but to obediently go back to his tent to rest.

However, as soon as Feng Jiuli closed the curtain of the camp tent and was about to fall asleep, the sound of the death of the Northern Soul came.

"Little thing, can I go in?"

Feng Jiuli rarely saw the Northern Soul Leaving the Dead like this...

"The Waste Material Ruffian is a Little Fierce" 1261.Actually, you are very good! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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