ehearted Sword Technique]. He was just flailing about randomly.The sword light slashed across, and before Lu Cheng could even put in much effort, the altar of the leading teacher who was hastily respo..."Hiss!" In Jin Long's mind, a blurry figure gradually overlapped.

dizziness.

Chaos.

Illusion........

The monk seems to still be chanting.

...Poirot...

Jinlong wants to drive the voices out of his mind.

The sound of a noisy recitation.

There are also two women that said

"Wait for me to come back...."

Constant echoes, all voices intertwined, overwhelming.

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