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... mediately released his hands and covered his eyes and screamed. Taking advantage of this gap, there was a rushing leg, and he hurriedly looked back, but saw that the monk didn't care about the broken eyes, and quickly chased after him. Think about it, this body is not his, or it hurts again, for the flesh and blood of other people, he can bear it.
Some lame legs are short and how fast they can be compared to an adult. They are about to be caught up, and they ca n’t help but secretly cry. ...
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