Xiao Zhihan was in a coma, there was darkness in front of him, and his body was so light, as if he didn't belong to him at all. The most hateful and the most unique wisp of the glow, pointing straight ahead, Xiao Zhihan couldn't help but move forward along the glow, even he didn't know where the front would be. "Hey, hey, Xiao Zhihan, become the container for my hatred to come to the world!" The voice of the most affectionate and resentful of Xiao Zhihan sounded in Xiao Zhihan's ears, Xiao Zhihan heard it, his heart was stirred, and he shouted: "Anger...

"Sword Merchant in Troubled Times" one hundred and sixty-three, reincarnation is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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