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... pear, his goat beard trembling.
The cold spearhead was chilling to the bone, covered with special patterns.
Sunlight poured in through the window, spilling onto the cold spear, vaguely giving off an intimidating chill.
Qi Yuan held the long spear, his expression indifferent, "Unfortunately, this spear can’t be ’clicked’, now a ’clickable’ one would be impressive!"
Qi Yuan expressed his lament.
He could turn the Zi Shuang into a large sniper rifle, whatever ...
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