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Two consecutive system prompt sounds transmitted, making Chu Rui greatly appalled.


This fucking sinister c*nt!


At a glance, it resembled a real snake as the snake person concealed itself on the ground, Chu Rui’s eyes became extremely cold. The snake was also raised its eyes staring back at Chu Rui, showing a cold eyes and a ferocious grin, revealing a hideous smile.


It has guts!


Seeing the snake person sneer, Chu Rui couldn’t ...

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