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... on the skin lit up together, and even the faint dark green lines appeared in the eyelids.

"There is so much nonsense."

Before he was urging the poisonous gas, Yun Xie stepped out, and the flames of the palm of his hand slammed on the face of Mok, and the majestic spurt of it sprang up and directly flew it a few meters away.

"Boom!" Mok tumbling and tumbling on the ground, a handsome red face with a bright red palm print, and now spit out a blood, some incredulously said: "H ...

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