he Death Spirit King shook his head. "My mother was just a maidservant. You never really treated me like a son. If it wasn't for my mother sacrificing herself to find a chance and secretly get me into..."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!I will face each other, once we sit down, we can't cast spells anymore. We'll see who loses first!" After Hu Li Daxian finished speaking, he jumped up and flew into the forest.Immediately following, I...