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... ing’s disguise was excellent, but her luck was not so great.
These members of the Demon Clan were collecting every piece of material they could find, even Third Grade Iron Spirit Wood.
It pointed out their lack of selectiveness when it came to hunger.
Yang Fuqing, at the moment lying on an Iron Spirit Tree, wasn’t too panicked since she wasn’t alone; three little demons were waiting to make their move.
The Ant King beneath her had been buried for days and, sensing ...
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