"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...... It seems that you can't continue to stay in this state, although I don't know who you are, but, please, die here! After all, the end of identity exposure is death. ”

As if shielded from pain, the slave owner's body was as if it was being manipulated by a puppeteer, unnatural mechanical movements, little lifting limbs, pupils like glass beads, staring at the boring defender, the guy who wanted to become a freed slave girl, was a little ghost who didn't think about himself, a black-haired teenager.

The surrounding aura particles produced layers of vibrations, which was a vision, and it was the appearance of a spiritual artifact......

Chapter 356 of "Drunken Dream of Eternal Life" rings the ancient bell, how can you regret it is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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