The black doctor laughed and laughed, but he couldn't laugh because Master Luo's face was darker than before after he called. His face was purple in the black, similar to the expired liver of pigs, and he emitted the breath of death.

"You can go!"

"WHY?"

Master Locke threw down the five men who had been desperately killed with a wave of his right arm. The middle-aged man and the dwarf immediately took his men to the front and erected the fallen mountain and his men to retreat toward the small gate.

The black doctor shouted as he saw it, and he jumped up to the dwarf. "Wait a minute!...