uzzled. They had never seen a card constructed like this before; it was dark and lifeless, devoid of the usual light, energy, and heat that emanated from other cards.What's going on with the environme..."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!ou know! " The spirit turtle's apparition flickered in and out, clearly agitated."Cough." Lu Cheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, propped himself up with his hand, and tried to stand up but couldn't...