The streets and alleys pass through the place, the willows are still around, the flotsam is all over the ground, the trees that have grown for many years, the branches are swaying, hanging upside down.

The three of them stood under the tree, the gate pile was solemn, the huge and thick pillar trunk, the red armor guards guarding the door, the strict guard, the secluded road with ripples in the air, and the cold and mighty road.

Can't get in, isolate outside.

"Zhongli, what should I do?" Zhan IKEA's charming face, raised eyebrows and frowned, the only place to flee at present, I am afraid that there is nowhere else to go.

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"Immortality: Slowly Becoming an Immortal" Chapter 48 The old man chats about the juvenile madness and is hitting in his hand, please wait for a while,

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