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... found that after instinctively counteracting the approach of the magic power, it turned around blankly for a few times, and then retracted again, like I don't know where the magic is.

Georgia in the dream felt a bit strange. He had determined that this mental power was Chu Rong. He had treated the other person twice, and he would never admit it, but he had protected his mental power during the second treatment. Why? Another strange look like "I can't see you", "Who are you" and "Don't mes ...

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