A white marble pillar, the thickness of a person's embrace, is engraved with countless intricate patterns, like a spell, like a totem, and there are several chains on it.

And Wu Jiuzi's body was tightly locked to the pillar, and his two arms were forcibly held around the cold pillar, and the cold feeling penetrated into his body, as if even people...

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