The banner of the Blessed Announcer in the hand of the disaster knocked to the ground, dispersing the souls of the Blessed Announcer who had been turned into donkeys, and no one could do anything about it.

The two sides have gone through a few tricks in the battle, and they all stop at testing.

Zhou Bawa speculates about the other party's intentions. He does not invite disasters or troubles on weekdays. He never leaves his name when he does bad things.

While thinking about it, I saw ancient characters like ink and wash on the balcony railing climb up, take two steps back to see clearly

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