Chapter 875: Those Who Take What Is Given

blood from the blade.Wang Lao Liu limped to his position, the dragon-tail giant blade was missing one side, and the gap was huge. A cold arrow came flying, he barely managed to deflect it.This is the..."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!ned his eyes. The room before him was much larger than before. A dimly lit, long table was set up, and the scene was flourishing.As I looked up, a holy yet alluring figure stood at one end of the poke...