Chapter 451

although the monkey is fast, its response is slower, and the shadow is still empty.

the fat man is like an eagle swooping on food, clapping at the soul devouring pearl with one hand and catching at the chest of the ghost house with the other. Zi! The eagle claw just grasps the soul devouring bead, feels a blood devouring suction, corrodes own palm. If you want to throw it away, you can't throw it away. Just for a moment, the fat man's huge body lost a whole circle. I can't help but shout, "it sucks by his mother..." Before he finished speaking, his whole body's strength was...