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... temperament, but Mei Yu's proud young figure did not know when to stand by.
"Xiao, Brother Xiao ..."
The Wuzong disciple shrank, and subconsciously took back the task card that arrived at Chu Hen.
Xiao Meng's mouth was slightly picky, and he looked at Chu marks with some interest.
"It seems that Li Yancheng didn't kill you ..."
Li Yancheng?
Ten feather swords?
The disciples of Wu Zong next to him didn't dare to say more.
At the same time, ...
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