[Chapter 1052 The impact of dubbing 2/2]

The plain words seemed to have no fluctuation at all, but there was an undercurrent surging deep down, and the boundless murderous intention seemed to have condensed into substance.

The eye patterns on the black mask bloomed with red blood-like brilliance, and the broken sword blade was also covered with a faint black mist.

A picture emerged in Bu Lige’s mind. One person and one sword, walking alone on the boundless white ice field…

“You have chosen, let’s start.” Bu Lige’s poetic voice interrupted his thoughts.

The surrounding scenery changes, and we have arrived at the starting point.

(End of this chapter)

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