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Chapter 472 Dream Reincarnation, Tenth Breakthrough (7)(2/2)

The saint did not answer, but just walked slowly towards the mound.

"Stop!" the little girl shouted angrily.

While raising his hand, a short sword appeared in the little girl's hand, kicked her feet and killed the saint.

At the same time, the other children were the same. They quickly took out their weapons and rushed towards the saint.

After a glance at the children, the saint waved his hand and all of them were frozen in an instant.

"Bad guy!" the little girl cursed.

"Dad has protected this city for decades. Now that he has just died, you can't wait to come over and make trouble. Even if you die, I will not let you go!"

Hearing this, the saint stopped and looked at the little girl. When she was about to ask questions, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the words engraved on the wooden monument in front of the mound.

"The Tomb of my father's Dust!"

The saint's body trembled.

After a flash, the saint came to the front of the mound, staring at the tombstone, and two lines of tears couldn't help but slide out from the corners of his eyes.

"elder brother......"

The saint murmured tremblingly, and suddenly, as he waved his hand, the mud dissipated, revealing the middle-aged man lying inside.

The white blood was stained with blood, and it was obvious that there were several injuries that pierced him on his shoulders, chest and abdomen.

However, in addition to this, what made the Saint's heart even more shattered was that this person, the Saint, was a bit familiar!

A few days ago, when two major battles were observed, the saint glanced at this person’s face in a hurry!

In a panic, the saint waved his hand and the man's clothes shattered, and his eyes immediately looked at the man's dantian!

The delicate body trembled violently again, and the saint took a few steps back, then plopped and fell to the ground.

"elder brother!"

The saint screamed and could no longer suppress her emotions and cried without saying a word.

My heart was like a knife twisted, as if it was split in an instant. The saint's eyes gradually became scarlet. Suddenly, a muffled groan and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Chapter completed!
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