Who in the family understands? I just had a good sleep at home, and when I woke up, I traveled to ancient times. Forget it, I also witnessed a white-haired old man being beaten by hundreds of people. No, how could this old man fly!
After three days and two nights of melee, the place finally calmed down. I looked numbly at the broken limbs flying around me, touched my blood-stained face, and smiled.
"Ding, it has been detected that there is a peerless martial arts secret book ahead. Please go and take it out, host." A mechanical sound rang in my ears, and my unmoving face finally broke down: "Is there anything wrong? You can also create a system in martial arts literature???"
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