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Chapter 169 Plague
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... urned into seven or eight mice, only the size of a baby's fist.
Li Dandao immediately tapped the token, packed these mice, and put them into a medicine jar.
"Who are you? What are you doing?" The beggar woke up, but saw that he was soaking in a hot tub, and his head was even cooler. When he touched it, he was shaved.
Li Dandao also felt a little hot in his mouth and nose at this time, I don't know if it was a psychological reason.
"You got a bad disease, I m ...
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