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... u, a female stream, also want to cut the seat under the sword?"
The murderous woman is firmly attached to the cold mang sword. The sword-holder woman stands in mid-air, and the radian of the lips is slightly more arrogant than the magic statue: "Oriental blue, do you dare not fight?"
"Hahahaha! Don't dare?" Dongfang Qingcang laughed, the scorching magma burning in the palms of Dongfang Qingcang, the flames condensed into a red sword in the air, and the scorching hot atmosphere shoc ...
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