"Hello."
The moment Liu Xiu turned around, a strange and hideous face with an extremely strong smell of blood and murderous aura suddenly appeared in front of him!
It was like a ghost with only a head giving him a bloody smile!
If it was just a weird face, it would be fine. Liu Xiu grew up on the streets.
In the poorest year, his father died of plague. The three-year-old child could not keep the family property left by his father and was driven out to the streets by his relatives. He could only sob and cry, treating an old rotten coffin in the cemetery as his home.
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