C127 The Changes after the Old Man's Death

A gust of chilly wind blew in from the thin cracks or fist-sized holes in the wall, making a whining sound, like a wild beast that was twitching and crying on the ground.

Lu Ming's clothes were dyed red with blood, but it was not his own blood, but the beasts'.

He had already killed more than a dozen beasts, all of them using their swords to destroy the array of the puppet technique.

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