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... t. Chu Tianfeng didn’t look worried after he was back, so Meng Qi estimated that the battle was going on their favor. She stopped thinking about it, then reached out her hand to gently pulled Xiao Qi’s paw, who was still lying on the bed, and carefully checking his wound.

“Without the blazing feather, I must find a way to suppress the jackdaw grass effect as soon as possible.” She reached out to lightly squeezed Xiao Qi’s ear. After getting along for days, they had reached harmony. Xiao Qi ...

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