The city lord’s mansion, deep inside, outside the secret room.
A lonely and upright figure, like a rock, guarded in front of the closed door of the secret room.
It is Mingli.
He was dressed in black, his face was pale, there was no trace of blood, and a dense cold sweat oozed from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.
In his hand, he was holding the black ghost blade that had been with him for many years, and the handle was almost crushed by him.
His eyes were fixed on the huge golden battleship in the sky, staring at the overwhelming army of temples.
The coercion of the true fairy realm pressed on him like a mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe, and his legs trembled slightly.
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