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... and the other hand picked it up directly. He turned into a hand knife in midair and cut it to the neck of the night feather.
Snapped!
The night feathers still did not move, and the **** lifted up one by one, just poked on the back of Jia Qiong’s hand. It seemed to be a simple and unpretentious movement, but it contained a huge force and directly poked Jia Qiong’s palm. Go up.
Hey!
Jia Qiong took a foot and kicked it on the belly of the night feathers.
Before, ...
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