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... s in his hand on the table with anger on his face.
The fairy wine in the glass cup spilled onto the table, along the sapphire-colored tabletop, and dripped onto the ground.
In an instant, needles could be heard on the square outside the Tai Xuan Treasure Hall. I don't know how many immortals set their eyes on the Marshal Tianpeng, the direct disciple of the Great Master Xuandu.
Tianpeng looked at the quiet Antin Conference, and with a whoosh, he let go of the fairy's jade wr ...
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