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... the other hand in the square, the dagger-like daggers flashed out and fell into the palm of his hand.
In this way, Fang holds the evil spirit in one hand, holding the moon blade in one hand, and carrying two daggers, slowly moving forward.
In his eyes, a pair of ice-blue magic eyes looked straight ahead and landed on Xiu Denan.
Like the strange beasts of the Chimera, a crack-like dead line began to print into the eyes of the party.
A few stars and stars flowed around ...
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