When he saw the three guys who jumped out of the skill pool, Mo Cheng was stunned, completely stunned.

"So it's useless to pray to God and worship Buddha, do you have to exchange your single time?"

Mo Cheng lowered his head, and began to think about whether it would be possible to win [Extreme Rebirth] in exchange for fifty years of being single in the next draw.

It’s okay if you don’t need more, and a hundred years is not bad. After all, with his current strength, a hundred years really can’t be regarded as a particularly long unit

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