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... ways ruled the black sheep. Respected, Lu Chen was not surprised that this woman paid homage to the Qingyang Immortal Clothes.
Qingyang Xianyi's small body was huddled in Lu Chen's arms, her **** eyes blinked, and she looked at the woman curiously.
"@#¥…&**@!"
The woman was emotional, raised her head, and chattered non-stop.
Qingyang Xianyi shrunk her head, a little scared, turned her head away, rubbed her tender face against Lu Chen's cheek, finally felt safe, an ...
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