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... r, Qi Yuan left directly.
Zhenjun Kumu sat down and put his hand on the purple fragrant wooden chair. The fragrance of red dust rose up. He didn't know what he was thinking about.
Outside the Shenguang Sect, Qi Yuan was wielding his knife again.
"First-grade foundation-building spiritual object...Huang Hua Guo." In fact, Qi Yuan was a little moved.
The price of foundation-building spiritual items is expensive.
"However, in the Foundation Building Conference, ...
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