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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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At this time, Mo Xiu can clearly feel that all the particle worlds around him have opened the door with a little urging Jin Hun.
Once again, the world of these particles can be completely transformed into Dan fire, making ten feet into fields. This is Jin Hun’s real ability to go deep into every particle world to observe and understand the world. At the same time, the Mohiudan fire increased by an inch to a foot, but this is…
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After accepting the congratulations from your ministers, Qin Chu rejected many people’s efforts, so he ordered people to drive away if something happened. Back home, Qin Chu hasn’t come to tell Qin mother the news of Hou Feng when she hears something that makes her depressed. Mother Qin said shyly that she would move to…
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Song Danfu quickly closed his pistol and turned to look at him. "Where have you been?"
"Will go" Gu Qing shallow nature felt her move, but he didn’t ask anything. He stretched out his hand and pulled her hair back. Song Danfu leaned lazily in his arms and frowned. "Why didn’t you wake me up?" How many times have I told him to take her everywhere? Does he know that if…
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