Chapter 687 On the Rolling Platform of the Dead Sea Formula

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A figure like a kite without a thread landed outside the rolling platform.

The man raised his head with difficulty, looked at the figure leaving, and his pupils shrank sharply. He repeatedly sighed, "Good and strong."

The thin figure looked like a God in his eyes.

He couldn't even catch up with each other.

A helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He lost the war thoroughly, but he lost it unjustly.

"I hope you can fight Duanyi and defeat him, and give us a bad breath for these civilian warriors." He said it from the...