Du Chen clenched his teeth, did not continue to fight, beckoned the bone, turned the lotus and flew out of the sea, but did not fly high, holding the star of Thuram high at a distance of more than ten meters from the sea, staring coldly at a large number of fish people rushing towards him. Want to get the relic back? Then come with me! I have prepared the door to hell for you, ready to set foot...
Ma Qinggui was unprepared and was kicked in the face by Miao Fengwu. He stood unsteadily, covered his face and staggered back a few steps. The silver needle sent out by Maochun was originally aimed at his eyebrows, but it missed his aim when he shook, passed through his fingers and shot into his left eye. Ma Qinggui sent out a scream of "ah", accompanied by the pain of drilling into the bone...
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