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... tanding next to him, didn’t know when he was sweating, his face dripping cold sweat from his cheeks, and his eyes were dangerously staring and smiling. In the palace Gong Yu.
"Idiot." Meng Fusheng bit his roots and took a look at the indiscriminate members. Then he took a deep breath and forced the feeling of the chest to be pressed. He looked up and looked at Gong Zhengyu:
"The palace is less than a heart-to-heart talk, so why use this technique of confusion."
When Meng Fus ...
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