oudu. Hell messengers, black and white, want to receive 10 pieces of paper money each.Lu Cheng and his bride, wearing her wedding attire, weaved through the ranks of the allied army's elite vanguard,..."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.

"Face It, My Deck is From the East" Chapter 875: The Counter-Attacker. Still typing, please wait a moment.

After updating the content, please refresh the page to get the latest update!"You just happened to come by, why don't you help me improve this thing""Don't touch this junk." Lu Cheng gave a mysterious smile. "Master, since you're here, things will be easy. Let me show you a tr...