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... "God Luo Yu, we old fellows can still hold on. If we try to ask you for help, it seems that we are too useless."

   "Let's go, you continue to practice, we won't waste your time."

   Now the old people in the upper echelon of Daxia started to dissuade Luo Yu.

   Don't want to waste any of his precious time.

  I would rather send myself to the front line to fight with the beasts.

  Luo Yu felt touched, shook his head and said with a smile: "Everyone has carried ...

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