[High-energy Early Warning] The moment lightning struck the express box, a divine pattern with the word "Amnesty" appeared on Chen Feng's palm.
The City God patrols the night to chase the murderer for him, and the Thunder God and Lightning Mother are at his disposal, but every time he activates the divine patterns, it is like ripping out the bones and extracting the marrow.
When the coffins of four ferocious beasts shook the city, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and pinched the spell: "Where are the twenty-eight constellations?" The three beauties beside him bit their fingertips at the same time - how many years of life will it take this time to keep the lights of thousands of families?
