about it.One should still be honest in life!Fana's expression dimmed again. How could she have had such a misconceptionHowever, the young man in front of me is quite good. He can handle the amplificat..."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!t year of the Shenlong era, Wu Zetian dreamt that she had transformed into a rotting dragon. On its immense and decaying body, countless "demons" were breeding.They crawl from the cracks of every scal...