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... subtle expression, and patted the strange-shaped helmet of the little odd-faced tribe as a compliment.
"Isn't it possible?" Feng Ying stammered a bit.
At the same time, he kept praying in his heart, hoping that Thunder Wolf Dragon's head would not be too fragile.
Hayata squatted down on the edge of the trap, stretched out her hand to detect the breath of the Thunder Wolf Dragon, and after a while, she nodded and said: "It's okay, it's still alive and still has breath ...
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