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... e still breathing.
In a dilapidated small courtyard.
The monks of the Wang family fell to the ground one after another, wailing incessantly, and their previous domineering expressions were gone. They did not even dare to look up at the ink paintings.
Mo Hua snorted coldly and said arrogantly:
“I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll spare your life. Next time you let me see you, I’ll use magic to cut off your hands and feet, and throw you into the river to feed the basta ...
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