The charcoal fire sizzled, and in the darkness, Mei Lingta rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist unhurriedly, and he staggered to his feet drunk and staggered.

I said...... Whew...... Why don't you turn on the lights, huh? The moment Mei Lingta stood up, the terrible wind came to her face, but the wind suddenly stopped, Mei Lingta's forehead felt a chill, she slowly opened her eyes, and a curved knife in the overlapping picture was in front of her forehead, only the knife with a silver light was about to stab her eyes, and the ghost grabbed the wrist of the attendant, the bandaged hand seemed to seal some kind of powerful power, and only one hand cut off the attendant's attack.

"Nordic" Rhine (1) is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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