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... petitor, so she remembered Yan Xiao's name, "You are father, he is grandpa. Your name sounds nice."
Gu Lan raised the corners of her lips, "Well, he is old after all."
Several people spoke without stopping their footsteps. They had already entered the interior of the dark elf tribe, and they were still stepping on the red soil that seemed to bleed.
Gu Lan is used to this kind of touch.
The fluorescent moss on both sides of the wall slowly disappeared.
The top o ...
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