Domemon ran across the dark corridor with his skirt in his arms.
After kicking off the high heels that are several centimeters high, his running speed has obviously improved significantly.
The torches on both sides were dim, stretching the figure of the Onmyoji infinitely on the wall, reflecting on the dark brick wall.
At this time, the Onmyoji Master regretted why he would look at this big and long dress when he changed clothes with Weston in the first place.
This clothes is not only inconvenient for mobility, even if it needs to be carried by hand, it is still so heavy.
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