Ashlyn has all kinds of grief and anger, all kinds of helplessness, all kinds of…In short, she finally realized what it means to be mad at death. The tall giant in front of her is just a piece of meat that can’t be cut. No matter how sharp his knife is!
With such self-knowledge, Ashlyn squatted depressedly in the corner and drew circles, cursing him!
When the giant saw Ashlyn’s appearance, he was still motionless, calm and calm as if he was fine. Seeing this, Ashlyn became more and more depressed.
Ugh! How can I hurt this giant?
She has not dared to attack this giant easily, otherwise, every time she hits it is herself, and even if she is steel and iron, she can’t bear such tossing!
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