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... e hatred of the heavens, burning in this fire.
"Clouds fall maple, don't kill you, I don't swear!"
Wu Qi lay on the carved wooden bed, and the blood stained the brocade under him. He clenched his fists tightly, gnashed his teeth, and the hatred in his eyes became more and more prosperous, just like a poisoned dagger. At first glance, it makes people feel like they are poisoned.
"Qi Er," Wu Ran hangs down his throat. He looks at the miserable appearance of his son. There is a ...
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