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... , and the aroma filled the air.
The young falcon bird on the side couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, and moved around restlessly.
This was the last of the iron claw crabs he raised. Since the two days had a good harvest, Lu Xuan steamed it to express his congratulations.
He untied the grass puppet gray grass tied to the iron claw crab, and broke off the thick crab shell with familiar movements.
"Before he died, he was still so rebellious..."< ...
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