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... at’s a good name,” said Liao Fan, in a green robe, as he turned around with a glint of spiritual light flashing in his eyes.
“What a lousy name,” Wang Zhenhai from the other side, his gaze falling on Han Muye, snorted coldly, “With such an ordinary name, it’s doomed that his cultivation abilities can’t be too high.”
In front of the limestone square, some people wore smiles while others remained expressionless.
“Hehe, let it be, let it be. Today is a grand gathering of dis ...
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