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... ms of Emperor Xu Xuan. On the other hand, it looked like a casual word: "Bone gas... and life, which is more important? A Xuan, what do you say?"

The man squinted and squatted like a sea, reflecting the girl’s face.

His darkness is deep, his lips are thick and his lips are soft and mellow: "You, more important."

Sudden love words.

The night of the girl’s heart was shaken.

Her little hand glared at his robes, and looked up like a sly sly stunned Emperor Xu Xuan: ...

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