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... not enough clothes?"

"I'll go check it out in the shop."

"Not clothes."

Wu Chi felt helpless and said, "Open the box."

"Um?"

The pretty girl was stunned for a moment, then thoughtfully, she smiled softly: "Civilization inheritance treasure chest?"

"nature!"

Wu Chi nodded,

With a wave of hands,

Seven [Civilization Heritage Treasure Chests] flew with the streamer.

"Sir~!"

Miss Pan's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, snorte ...

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