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Chapter 1817: Human Purgatory

    

heavy breathing.At the tip of the sword, a single drop of scarlet blood fell, shattering the silence."General Ronglu, are you going to make me die too"Though Mingming was saying words that wished deat... the blood-soaked clothes tied to his broken arm and stuffed them in his mouth, letting out a muffled roar like thunder. He slapped his horse's body and charged towards the Liao army's cavalry camp......