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Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well

    

white. Dead"is he dead""really! He's so good, how could he die ""if he dies, who will protect us""run! If you don't run, it will be too late as soon as new monsters appear! ""."stab!two bloody cracks... and sat down on the black throne, his hands calmly on his sides.as Lin Qiye's fingertips moved slightly, more than a dozen black chains extended from the back of the chair, fastening it to the throne...