The terrifying posture and cold tone of his voice made Griffone lose confidence in his desire to win.

"I ...... I ......" The knight seemed to be bound by an invisible chain, obviously looking at the duke with a sword, his whole body was full of flaws, but his own reason always told himself, don't move, he has no chance of winning. The pressure of despair ravaged Griffo's soul, and the old man gradually revealed the vicissitudes of his own burial.

Then, it was the pain that fueled the lung disease.

Ahem! Ahem...... Cough!!! ”

The sound of a violent cough covered everything, and even the short dagger could no longer be held securely, presumably ......

Chapter 128 The Bird is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!