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... n smoke wants to do.
however……
But there is one person, when the monsoon smoke disappears, the face is ugly to the extreme.
Zhou did not return to the rigid place, only felt a cold rushing toward his back, almost subconscious, his body swung sharply, leaping forward, directly avoiding the deadly behind one strike!
The monsoon smoked the sword and stood in the place where Zhou did not return to the original place. The corner of his mouth smacked a sly smile. She looked ...
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