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   "Of course not, although Feng can't make a move because of his oath, there are still two virtuous younger brothers.

   At that time, these two people will be used to make up for the two virtuous brothers. "

   "So that's how it is, Brother Wu, I said Brother Feng won't make arrangements freely."

  The giant tortoise who had been standing still so far suddenly inserted his mouth. He just looked simple and honest, but in fact he was no more stupid than others.

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