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... wind blowing also had a hint of tranquility.
The Mang Lin, who sang the entire ‘secondary seat belt’, arrogantly exaggerated, exuding a strong vitality.
"Hoo," Tang Ling sat on a large branch and squeezed out the juice of the fruit of the blue locust tree and smeared the wounds on his calf and arm.
Tang Linghuai fruit juice was a hot wound, which brought a cool and comfortable feeling, which made Tang Ling breathe a sigh of relief.
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