Chapter 567： Sad little 6 sons

"what...."

"I was wrong!"

There were bursts of mournful wailing from the cliffs of the mountains.

I saw a six-armed demon hanging on the cliff, being whipped continuously by a pretty goddess holding a magic whip.

Snapped! slap—

Alia brandished a whip on June's body, leaving streaks of blood, and her face was twisted into twists.

"Let you count on me—"

Snapped!

"what.

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