When consciousness emerged, the blood on the old wooden house was still wet, and the body beneath him overlapped with his own face. The golden finger clicked in his head, and the god-level sign-in system was settled. Signing in today - red light suddenly appeared, the sword roared through the sky, and the Fire Lin Sword, which was made of lava, lay across the palm. The iron cloth shirt mental method, fifty-year-old snake gallbladder, and corpse-turning poison powder all arrived at the same time. There was the sound of chains dragging the floor outside the house. I sheathed my sword and whispered: First find out who died for me in this skin.
