ther jobs you can do""Huh What's wrong Isn't this a good thing" Meng Po had truly lived long enough to see this. The red clothing absorbing resentment was simply natural, there were no side effects a..."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! enjoy life to the fullest.Some people will self-pity and be unable to extricate themselves.But Lu Cheng was different. He existed in a world beyond the ordinary, a world where there was absolute vita...