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... sword.
"Keep your own spoils,"
Chen Sansi said casually.
"Really?"
Without being too polite, Ning Xiang stepped forward to massage his shoulders, "How about that, after this trip, mistress and the general are pretty much comrades in life and death."
Chen Sansi didn’t speak, his hands fiddling with a spiritual pearl that contained a spirit vein.
This thing...
It was equivalent to a first-rank mid-grade spirit vein.
He just didn’t kno ...
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