The two rings seemed to be inductive, and the cold and dark glow floated from the body in the dark night.
For a while, no one spoke.
Alana’s fingertips lightly touched the stone table, and even though the old beggar was staring sharply at him, he still had a calm attitude.
“Gratitude and resentment are like love and hatred. It is a two-faced one. The so-called incompatibility between life and death, but in the end, they will not escape the situation.
When these words came out, the old beggar and the old shepherd were stunned.
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