Chapter 918-Jialan and Merlin

black embers of hair and clothing are flying in the empty Buddhist temple. The Buddha Ye Fan sits with his hands folded in front of the coffin, his lips gently open, the sound of the Buddha resoundin...p of their heads.that's murder!Ode -!22's figure turned into a residual shadow, quickly flashed into the crowd, a cold pass, countless howls and cries sounded one after another.corpses, like harvested...