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... eally were the son of Heavenly Dao, better give him a permanent version of the daily check-in Seven-colored term.
And at this moment—
“Brother Qiu.”
Not far away, Fat Long flew over, gasping for breath: “You were looking for me.”
“Hmm?”
Chen Qiu’s brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Fat Long’s pale face, he sighed helplessly and said, “Stop for a moment, there’s no rush after a while, you’re almost killing yourself.”
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“There’s no hur ...
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