"Kill me! Kill me! ”

Li Qingshan, who had a bloody face, was already full of despair in his gray eyes.

Looking at the three distorted faces above his head, Li Qingshan's eyes gradually moistened, and the fears that had accumulated for a long time finally exploded at this moment.

Li Qingshan cried, crying so loudly that the three demons were stunned in place.

In the midst of that miserable cry, those fragments of the past, like a flood that burst the embankment, rushed straight towards Li Qingshan.

……

"Child, live, you must live."

The voice was still in his ears, but Li Qingshan had forgotten his parents' faces, he was too young at that time.

Run, it's not a game! 》Fifty-seven, the immortal strokes the top and continues to live forever! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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