In the silent hall, the footsteps seemed so loud.

The black robe exudes an endless black gas, this black qi seems to be countless wailing souls, if anyone sees it, then they will definitely be swallowed by the resentment and fear on the black robe and become a madman who only knows how to kill.

Step by step, the black-robed man passed through the crowd.

Every time a familiar figure passed by, the black-robed man paused, and the young Kula gently brushed the corners of the other party's mouth,

"American Comic Starts with Street Fighter" Chapter 295 I miss you so much is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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