A soul bullet with a menacing roar slashed across the edge of the blonde girl's cheek.

Just half a centimeter away, her pretty face will be left with a scar that will never fade.

The sharp whistling of bullets swept past her ears and even cut off strands of her blonde hair.

Erica spun over and dodged in a thrilling way from the dense hail of bullets.

All around, countless ghosts of gloomy white mist turned into ferocious soul bullets, shuttling through the prison-like land, trying to hit her.

The spirits even elongated their bodies like curved scythes

"Online Game: Confession of the Underage Noble Daughter at the Beginning" Chapter 586 Don't understand the world? Then I'm going to hit you (4k3) I'm hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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