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... ped the armrest of the chair with his finger.
"good!"
Sun Hao was refreshed, picked up the teacup, and took a shallow sip...
"Young Master, get up quickly, it's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up in a daze, feeling his body was cold, and there was still a strong wind blowing outside, and suddenly felt strange.
"Oh, young master, why are you confused? We are in the barracks. It's our turn to stand guard at this time. No matter what, the mili ...
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