iao weichen recalls the joke with his friends in the past, can not help but read out his past do not know where to see the poem.
"you can rest assured that the evil gods will soon e to you, and you will soon close your eyes under the nine springs." xiao weichen had a dull voice, as if he were talking about an ordinary little thing, but they all knew that xiao weichen was really angry. evil gods, you are dead, and all the people think in their hearts.
"in the future, i, xiao weichen, swear not to be a man if i do not avenge this vengeance." xiao weichen solemnly swore to the falling sun.
it was like a blood-like afterglow on xiao weichen, dyed red on his body, as if xiao weichen was the absolute god of death ing out of the region.
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other xiao, i'd like to open it up a little bit. we practitioners, either from the sword to nine days, or down to the endless deep sea, or to explore the infinite flood famine, or to fight with monsters. usually abso
the spirit of heaven and earth, the pursuit of the ultimate human body, fight with heaven and earth, and the master of the same level to fight, life an