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... e could open her eyes, she saw that the man who barged in had stopped at the door and was staring at her sharply.

She seemed to see a trace of surprise in the man’s eyes..

“You are, Feng Chu.”The man used a statement.

For some reason, the man looked unusually refined and refined, but the aura he exuded was even more terrifying than Lu Han Jiu’s.

Feng Chu could not help but answer him honestly, “I am Feng Chu.”

Huo Qingtong behaved like a man at this time. ...

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