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... True Technique sits and watches_3

805 -459: The Unfinished Battle, Suppressing Rebellion, Holy Venerable said, bring me a thousand Demon Bears, True Technique sits and watches_3

“You, are guilty!”

At night, the lights dwindled.

Two silhouettes starkly appeared on a piece of window paper.

“Holy Venerable…”

“Selena, I can only tell you, a month from now, I shall be victorious,” Yi Chen stated coldly.

“Then…

okay.” ...

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