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... e, a pair of joyful enemies, interesting."
Jiang Feng stretched out his chubby little hand, pinched his fingers to calculate the fate of Yi Xian’er and Feng Yi, and giggled with a grin.
"Smack."
Mo Yi slapped him on the forehead and scolded angrily, "Stop laughing. Look at your sneaky and rat-like expression. You’ve ruined the image of an Immortal Envoy."
"How am I sneaky and rat-like?"
Jiang Feng stopped laughing and complained while holding his forehead. ...
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