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... lid stones, a lot of herbs were stored in the house.
Di Fuyao has seen that many herbs are rare and not ordinary.
She didn't bother to ask poison masters and holy things, all the fire was burned!
After setting off the fire, Di Fuya was about to leave, and when he went out, he saw the little medicine boy in Tsing Yi hiding in the grass.
"Miss Emperor, you, you killed the master," Tsing Yi, a small medicine child shivered.
Di Fuyao did not deny, "Your master is d ...
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