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... Six also gave a low-key command to his own people to be optimistic about Feng Xiaoer.

Make sure that there are no threats and that few people are safe to leave the dungeon.

After the dragons and eight people left, Feng Xiaoer was tired because of the fact that he was no longer contradicted in his heart. He finally closed his eyes and went to sleep.

When the child, the night. The moon is hanging high. The prisoner yawned, alternating a small guard and slacking to sleep.

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