The moonlight reflected the blood-stained face, making Liu Yiran's sneering face a little evil.

The diamond sword pulled out a beautiful sword flower in the void, blood splattered, and the young man's eyes were brighter than the moon.

Slashing three zombies with one sword, he stood alone in front of the village, unstoppable. Like a wolf hunting on a full moon night, the cold curvature of the corners of the mouth amazed the beautiful woman with a bow upstairs.

One night is a long time, but it's not so short

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