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... to reveal a few hints?"
Feng Shang smiled without replying. Seeing that Feng Zhen was about to speak again, he simply laid back on the couch, covered his face with a fan, and said, "Sleep, sleep."
Feng Zhen had no choice but to bow several times before retreating.
Five months later.
On Spiritual Paper Island, black clouds roiled, and the Golden Wind Fierce Fire Qi churned wildly, several times denser and more vigorous than usual.
Within Zhang Yan’s body, e ...
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