Chapter 875: Those Who Take What Is Given

weeping like a little ghost. I hope the readers remember our domain name by now."If you buy it, I won't cry!" the old man said, acting like a spoiled child on the ground."Lu Cheng was speechless: “T..."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!the shore.On the deck of the Cotton Lan, Brito was delivering a heartfelt speech.This is the traditional funeral of the Ghost Fleet, a ship burial.Fana was wearing a solemn black dress today. 【The Ma...