Above the ghost tomb, a dark shadow tore through the night sky.

The black shadow is not big, and it looks as small as an ant in front of this tombstone like a hill, but the power to cut through the heavens and the earth is undoubted.

"Ninth Uncle?" Ling Jiang shouted hysterically in his heart, and the fiery red heart almost reached his throat.

Is this a dream?Or is it just an auditory hallucination? Uncle Jiu, isn't he already .........

But what happened next made Ling Jiang completely accept this reality.

A low and hoarse voice came from the huge ghost tomb: "Ling Haixing, do you think you are still the same majestic as before? You are dead, and you are now in front of the deity, but you are ......

"The Long Fireworks in the World" Volume 3 Chang'an Rain Chapter 153 I Owe You a Life I am hitting in my hand, please wait a moment,

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