After the crowd left, Luo Yuan took Luo Fenghua and walked slowly towards a deserted mountain range.

On the mountain range, Luo Yuan leaned against Luo Fenghua, his face was blue, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he was obviously in a bad mood.

And he was silent, not daring to speak, and the whole mountain range was silent, and the silence was a little infiltrating.

"Hand over the blood of the first generation." Luo Yuan ...... slowly

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