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"Well, thank you." The cold wind thanked him lightly and then turned around and left the car. The couple continued to stay by the road.
"Brother Feng, is there any news?" As soon as the cold wind got into the car, his hand asked. "Well, it’s been almost ten minutes since they fled there." The cold wind nodded and said softly. "What more than ten minutes, then we can’t chase it?" The four men turned their attention to the cold…
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Xiao Yao said coldly, who doesn’t believe it or needs other evidence?
Nobody talks. Xiao Yao’s anger and laughter echoed in the hall, and you can’t help but admit that Xie Xing-si is such a wind-lust. He is a rich man. He is held in his hand as a treasure. If he wants to go bad in a brothel before he gets something, it will be true…
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Chapter VI Beauty Duel
After entering the game, the blue sky actually saw the little cute first, looked around and didn’t find the ice ice there. The blue sky laughed and walked towards the little cute. "You’re here, romantic brother." Little cute ran to the blue sky after seeing it. Blue sky carefully looked around again, but still didn’t…
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Shang Tang lotus thought here but didn’t think what happened outside made her forget about it.
Besides, Fu Huamei came back from the car with the merchant Cen and was about to go in. Fu Huamei took a casual glance at the passenger seat and hurriedly patted the merchant Cen’s arm. "Oh, look at it. Is that your brother?" "Cheep" A sharp brake sounded, and the merchant Cen parked the car…
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Four people moved very fast to hit the jade bottle, poured out a blue Dan medicine and swallowed it in succession.
Moments later, the four people’s breath suddenly rose and reached its peak. "Hum …" A cold ice sword is formed again and flies to the devil vine with a breath of horror. Ice sword with a suffocating breath quickly flew to the devil rattan in the past. "No …" Tang Yu looked frightened and shook…
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But Baiye won’t give up so easily. Isn’t it just occupying each other? Now no one can easily start work, including those sages and saints. Because the core is very fragile now, the efficacy of one or two cores can be greatly reduced. In addition, although Baiye doesn’t know, those immortals know whether it can become immortals or not. Seeing that their posture is obvious, they are careful and make Baiye anxious and feel at ease.
This is a long-lasting consumption. It’s not the white leaves that can’t hold up first, but the immortals who claim to come from all over the world. This spirit tactic consumes a lot of skill. Although they are strong and there are many people, they can’t stand such a toss and turn. When they persist…
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