C195 Grind Bone to Raise Dust Leave No Powder

Rustle … Rustle … Rustle … Rustle …

The light voice was like a hammer striking the heart of the dead man, causing him to be on the verge of going crazy. His heart was churning in his chest, and his fear of death made him completely lose control of his emotions. Horrible face, viscous red. Almost all of his vision was blocked.

However, even if there was a tiny gap, no