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... misfortune was not yet over.
Something was wrong, there was still something amiss.
"Wu~" Wang Fugui's face gradually turned as pale as a sheet, as if his vitality and spirit had been forcibly overdrawn, leaving him collapsed on the ground.
"Eeya eeya." The Seven-Colored Glazed Treasure Tree was also extremely anxious, its branches wrapped around Wang Fugui, trying to save him but to no avail.
"Slap!"
The Northern Territory Wang slapped his forehead, sudde ...
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