He bent down and looked at Xiaowan's beautiful delicate cheek. Finally, the face without any expression finally showed a warm smile.

It's the end of the month, and there are still six days left, please give me a monthly ticket.

I don’t ask for the top six, it’s not practical, I just want to go to the top 10, is it OK?

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At this moment, Xiaowan's charming eyes slowly opened and stared straight at Chen Yihan in front of her.

Chen Yihan pointed to the fallen ghost who was thrown to the ground by him, and then a red flame suddenly appeared in his right hand and chopped it straight towards the fallen ghost's neck.

In just a moment, the fallen ghost's neck was cut off and his head rolled aside.

The life of the fallen ghost has also come to an end at the same time.

The storm of the third city is dead.

Chen Yihan turned his head and helped Xiaowan up.
Chapter completed!