I looked down.

I saw a slender paw as green as withered, and it was clutching my foot and neck at the moment.

The owner of the arm was none other than the black mane I thought had been burned.

The essence blood of the nine-tailed big rooster made the black mane explode, revealing its original appearance.

There was a fist-sized pitch-black sarcoma on the arm, which looked like a huge tumor.

On top of that sarcoma there is a moving eyeball.

I threw away Li Dabao, picked up the sapper shovel and threw it at this hand.

"Bang Dang ......"

There was a sound of metal knocking, and the withered hand was not hurt in the slightest.

It's me......

"In order to continue my life, I became a tomb robber" Chapter 93 is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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