Some memories are doomed to be irreplaceable, just as some people are doomed to be irreplaceable.

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Wolong District Field Arena, Longdao.

Longyaochen and Longtian Lin each have a pistol in their hands. The black and white figures in the smoky field battlefield are like black and white capriciousness in hell, full of murderous breath.

"I won't let you go this time!" Longyaochen's voice was cold and haughty.

Long Tianlin sneered coldly, "I hope my brother will be so confident in the end!"

Blue Shadow and Peng Yue looked at each other with dignified faces. "Page]"Prepare --"The field battlefield leader shouted with a signal gun in his hand. Just as...