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At the same time.

In an unknown dark and mysterious place.

The clear moonlight shines, and the world is covered with silver.

Taking advantage of the full moon this year.

A group of figures wrapped in bandages walked out of the lair that had been dormant for a long time.

Wait until the end.

A figure with a height of six feet and a vertical pupil on his forehead and eyebrows strode out, carrying a group of figures wrapped in bandages, bowed respectfully and again to the full moon in the sky.

"It's been two hundred years, and I don't know how the 'old friends' of the past have become now..."

After worshiping the full moon, the figure of Gao Zhongliu suddenly opened the vertical pupils between his eyebrows.

Then turn around.

The blood-red eyes looked straight to the north.

"Is Canglang in Shenjing now?"

The tone of the tall figure was cold, as if it was buried deep in the ground for many years, and it looked extremely gloomy and evil.

Let’s look at some bandages that have finally accumulated around you.

"Start at full speed and head straight to Shenjing!"

The tall figure ordered, "It's time for the world to remember the name of my Hell again!"

"Abide by the order!"

Many figures wearing bandages saluted.
Chapter completed!