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... he world of God and Luo. A little proud.

"Qingyang God King, let's go?"

The **** of heaven star hesitated and opened his mouth.

Qingyang Shenwang ignored her, still faintly watching Ningqi.

Ning Qi smiled and the backhand was a slap.

Everyone even had no time to react, and the half face of Qingyang Shenwang was completely dispelled by Ning Qi!

The eyeballs on the other half of his face suddenly stood out, and he looked at Ning Qi with amazement.

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