flew back.Tang Wuyao pulled back a flying sword!The flying sword sliced open the wine jug in one swift stroke, and instantly the mist of wine dispersed in the tranquil spell......A girl's cry rang out..."Hiss!" In Jin Long's mind, a blurry figure gradually overlapped.

dizziness.

Chaos.

Illusion........

The monk seems to still be chanting.

...Poirot...

Jinlong wants to drive the voices out of his mind.

The sound of a noisy recitation.

There are also two women that said

"Wait for me to come back...."

Constant echoes, all voices intertwined, overwhelming.

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After updating the content, please refresh the page to get the latest update!ia Wan Jie realm as soon as the door opens.There are some like the west bank of the River Nai, where you can farm and go to work just by opening the gate, and there are also places like Youdu Mountain...