The Luo family, who had been wailing and howling in Luo Minghao’s eyes, was so dare not to say a word at this moment.
Sitting in the corner, shaking like a quail.
Alana smiled, looking at the Luo family who just wanted to eat her meat and eat her blood and turned them into dogs.
After all, in the face of absolute power, these people are just a group of ants.
“It seems that this ghost knows how to pick a soft persimmon, instead of coming to you, it’s going around Alana!”
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