Rumble!

The enchantment of Milia's own cloth, like a fragile ceramic bottle, shattered in an instant, turning into countless pieces.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Before Milia could react, she was cold and took a few big mouths.

With her current rank, she didn't resist it.

Blue fingerprints appeared on his face, and bloodshot corners of his mouth.

The old face was distorted, like a devil from hell, and his eyes were full of hideousness: "Who attacked this king?" ”

"Good job, boys,

Chapter 1768 of "Merry Country Doctor" One saves people, one kills is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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