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... ord and his eyes were cold. Looking back to the ground, the foot is going to come back, but it was stopped by one person.
“Nothing?” The old man smiled and looked at the person who stopped himself: “Why, is the fate dead?”
"Well." There is no expression.
"What do you stop me? You don't hate him? The master who raised you up is dust-free and is dead under the calculation of the Qing Dynasty. It is clear that you are the most sincere to the sacred, do you not hate?"
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