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... as long as this sound wall is broken, the people inside will almost die.
And even if the cultivation of Mu Yan is even higher, even if Xuanqi is thicker, it is not endless.
As time went by, the golden silkworm cocoon was unharmed, and the face of Mu Yan was slightly pale.
Xiaobao distressedly looked at the face of her mother's slightly dripping sweat, and looked at her fingers that plucked the strings.
Suddenly holding the fat rabbit to the golden silkworm cocoon: "Tu ...
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