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... oment, Zhou Chengyun had no Luoyang when he first saw him. The lazy and free-spirited, replaced by the vicissitudes of the years, as if he was the whole person, they have become an old monster that has lived for a long time. His eyes are deep and his breath is heavy.

"You all go back."

Zhou Chengyun’s gaze swept through the Zhou family, and immediately waved his hand, saying calmly.

"But the ancestors..."

Zhou Kaitai’s face changed and he quickly said that he had not ...

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