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... in a daze, Wang Shunchen seemed to see all kinds of past events.
Too familiar, too nostalgic.
He couldn’t resist the daze, as if seeing the great commander of that year, wearing heavy armor and a dark golden face mask, smiling and handing this bow to him. At that time, and now, he could hardly tell apart.
Cheriji’s heart froze, he seemed to feel the virtual Qi mechanism twist slightly, and the sleeping fierce tiger seemed about to awaken, so he shouted: "Marquis Qin Wu, w ...
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