Ill-fated, it is always the ordinary people who are injured.

Damn fate, took everything from him. Heaven is unfair, and he will always keep this hatred in his heart until this seed buried in his heart sprouts.

For him, the longer he endured, the more fierce the outburst became. He silently swore in his heart that sooner or later, he would vent all his hatred, all his hatred, all his resentment, on that face.

Cangtian was indeed a little cruel, he ninja was in pain, supported his lower body, and crawled forward a few steps. Even though it hurt, he gritted his teeth and continued to persevere.

He had carved a blood-colored ravine into the ground. The cold wind hit, rolling up a few ......

Chapter 143 of "The Pearl of the Drunken Immortal Altar": Yan Fei fell, and the ghost mother appeared to solve her grievances is hitting with her hands, please wait a moment,

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