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Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh sin sin(2/2)

The waiter said quickly.

The sound of closing the door sounded again, and the elder returned to the room.

Zhang Yuan curled his lips.

The sound of chopping wood?

It was the sound of the skull of your junior.

He waited quietly in the room for about half an hour, and confirmed that there was no movement outside, so he opened the door and came outside again.

He rose up and looked at the roofs of everyone one by one. He chose another young man in purple clothes to start.

This young man in purple clothes is the weakest among the crowd.

But even the weakest ones are much stronger than ordinary masters.

Zhang Yuan’s way of doing things is very direct.

The door was pushed open normally.

He is generous, as if his family members are entering his own door.

Even the footsteps sounded extremely smooth.

Open and upright, righteous.

Open the door.

close the door.

It was as if he was the owner of this room.

However, after he entered, he suddenly rose up and rushed by, and all the sounds disappeared, like a golden lightning bolt, hitting the man sitting cross-legged on the bed.

The man was practicing, but when he heard the door open, he thought he was his brother.

Just as he showed displeasure, opened his eyes and was about to be held accountable, a palm in his eyes quickly magnified and directly covered his face at an unimaginable speed.

Bang!

The skull was shattered and blood splattered all over the bed.

The young man in purple had his entire facial features sunken, and his face was covered in blood and was lying on the bed.

I didn't understand what was going on until I died.

Merit value +130

"Sinful sins."
Chapter completed!
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