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... t creeper.

I saw, I don't know when, the creeping creeper's stem thorns pierced the black turtle's defense, and it was faintly visible that the blood was sucked in by the other party.

The summoner who owns the contract can naturally feel the painful emotions transmitted by Xuangui through the contract.

The six-tailed butterfly flew away, and under the cover of Moroten, scattered a little dust, trying to drag the other party into the illusion, and at the same time, Mo Fan dir ...

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