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... not for this reason.
Fruit looked at Fu Yun, Fu Yun understood what he meant, but shook his head.
He is also a fog.
At this moment, suddenly there was an old man who was about sixty or seventy years old and went straight into Fuyun.
When Fu Yun just wanted to avoid sideways, he felt that the old man’s dry hand grabbed his hand and a piece of paper was stuffed into his hand.
Fu Yun stunned, did not avoid, but helped the old man.
The old man did not talk t ...
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