"Ayir, shut up."

The wisp of consummate will glared at Ayir coldly: "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and you don't care if others live or die."

Although the bald man is not a good bird, he is telling the truth, we are depleted of energy, we cannot recover, and it will be completely dissipated. ”

"This time, I couldn't agree more."

The Peak Will raised its hands in agreement with the statement of the Perfect Will: "Although we are a wisp of will, we do not want to die easily.

Besides, we don't know if we are from the Eternal Protoss, we don't know yet, you are a chicken feather. ”

Chapter 1834 of "Merry Country Doctor" People are dead, dignity is an egg is being beaten by the hand, please wait a moment,

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