r, Liu Chaoming had to stand in for him.This year's batch doesn't look promising. Liu Chaoming shook his head, after an afternoon he hadn't found a few good prospects."Summon [Grass Slime]!" As soon 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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