Mistress, I Was Wrong

, I have never found a problem that can solve the problem of living dead. He suddenly looked up and looked at Oriental Minghui. "Little girl, are you a pharmacist at the pharmacy?" ”

"Yes."

"You took the space ring in my hand, there are some records of my study of the dead, I believe that it will help you to develop the next agent."

Dongfang Minghui shook her head, she was a little overwhelmed, and after listening to his entire story, there was always a heavy sense of oppression in her heart.