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... ant Black Python worth more, or a dead one?"
Ye Qingzhou rubbed his chin and began evaluating the massive black serpent from head to tail. His expression was like a chef at a market choosing pork during the New Year.
The Tyrant Black Python trembled under Ye Qingzhou’s gaze, its eyes filled with fear and grievance.
According to the Linn Race’s rules, it had already surrendered. But the "Upper-Rank Dragon Race" before it seemed relentless, looking as if he wanted to skin a ...
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