Only after half a ring did he ask in a low voice, "Miss Shi, what kind of corpse will it be?" Horror? Is it tattered? ”

"One?" Hearing this, I smiled and didn't say anything.

Just set his sights on the workers who were digging deeper.

Feng Huayu, when he heard my words, his face turned white and black, black and red, and he turned ...... for a while

"On the Day I Was Born, Ten Thousand Snakes Worshipped" Chapter 570 Mass Grave? Women pits? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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