iao held a silver-edged dagger in his hand, his hawk-like eyes, like the arrival of death.Whoever dares to take another step, die!A mechanical, emotionless voice slowly rose from the depths of his thr...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！hen, a voice as cold as ice suddenly rang out.The autumn moon hangs high, casting a cold light.In the darkness, a tall figure slowly walked towards them, each step sounding like the footsteps of death...