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... ted path of the sword, probably a large part of the reason why she can't get married is also because of this..."

Shencheng Yixin originally wanted to continue talking, but soon he found a very dangerous aura coming from beside him, a sharp long knife was shining coldly in the moonlight, and it was hitting Shencheng Yixin at this moment. of the chin.

   "Mr. Shencheng, if you talk about something that has nothing to do with work, I don't mind asking you for advice. It just so happen ...

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