Lin Yimian's hand holding the sheet slowly became weak, and his breathing was squeezing his chest. Everything around him became illusory, and his chest seemed to be slowly cut open with a serration, and the blood was dried to reveal white bones. The brain couldn't think, it just screamed subconsciously.

Then the big palm around her neck withdrew, and fresh air rushed in, choking her and coughing.

Song Wenli stood one step away from her and looked at her coldly......

Chapter 33 Evil is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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