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... s hands.

Hung Hom took over the Qingling fruit in the hands of the messenger, looked and looked at it, and finally his face floated and surprised.

"this is……"

Hung Hom asked to ask the black messenger.

"Back to the rudder! This is what the girl just told me to show you."

Hung Hom took the Qingling Fruit in his hand and looked at it again.

Then he said to the black messenger: "Call her in."

The black messenger bowed his head slightly and held his f ...

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