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... ting flesh, mixed with screams that abruptly ceased, the convoy slowly drove up to the Black-Scaled Python that had already breathed its last.
Getting off the vehicle, a strong scent of blood hit them in the face. Lu Chuan frowned as he looked at the tragic state of the Black-Scaled Python in front of him.
This... really is a bit of an eyesore.
At this moment, the Black-Scaled Python, which had been brutally punched to death by Da Pang and the other Corpse Puppets, could ...
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