Xuan Mo took out the white handkerchief in his pocket, and he kept wiping his hand, which was the one he grabbed the butcher just now.

I thought of his cleanliness fetish, and I thought of myself being so unbearable now, and I was really afraid of being disgusted by him.

At this moment, a cloud of gray-black smoke rushed into the house with a cold ghostly aura from outside, and these black gases directly penetrated the butcher's body.

Got through his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, all the holes.

"Ah......h

"Let you die too quickly, and I don't think it's too interesting, this punishment of killing flesh by a hundred ghosts also allows you to experience it, and you don't ......

Chapter 137 My plan is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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