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... live broadcast room.

The emperor? God ’s little fanboy enters Wuer's live room.

The emperor? Y's little adorable girl entered the live broadcast room of Wuer.

The emperor? Y enters Wuer's live broadcast room.

...

This time, Jin Guang continued for a long time, one after another, and illuminated the whole live broadcast room, the momentum far surpassed Si Yu.

[Look! With so many emperors, the names all start with Y god! 】

[It's terrible. This is th ...

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