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... ng for half a day. Song Yuan does not seem to have a plan."
The monsoon smoke nodded slightly. She stood up from the chair, and Ling He and Lu Shaoqing's eyes immediately concentrated on the monsoon smoke.
"How is the general going to deal with this?" Lu Shaoqing looked at the monsoon smoke. At this time, he had already thought about it. This time, the mass death of the people was absolutely inseparable from Song Yuan, but now it depends on how the monsoon smoke is handled. this ma ...
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