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... The Black Feathered Chicken, despite its vast experience, found it difficult to remain calm.

Chen Nan looked serious and shook his head, "Even you, an old demon of a thousand years, don’t know what’s happening, how could I know?"

The Black Feathered Chicken didn’t mind Chen Nan calling it an old demon; its two big eyes were wide open with extreme vigilance, cooperating with Chen Nan by focusing on the front and the back to prevent any chance for the mysterious opponent in the dar ...

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