Xu Yi: “…”

This is the first time I have seen such a middle-aged guy.

But he didn't die in the Black Death Prison, and was curious.

"They didn't believe it before, just like you."

The young man sneered: "But later they cried and shouted, begging me to take them out of this ghost place. If you ask for the young master, because your strength should not be weak, the young master may agree to help you."

"Can you guarantee that you can leave the Black Death Prison safely?"

"Of course, I am the son of God who gathers the supreme luck. Wherever I go, there will be endless benefits. Whenever I encounter bad luck, I will turn evil into good luck, and all evil will not invade you!"

The old madman slapped him.

Puff!

The Chosen Son was right in front of everyone's eyes, and it exploded.

Blood spilled seven people behind him on their faces.
Chapter completed!