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... ay it, sweating his own anxious head.

"What to say, it is not the chest of this satyr!!"

Fang Dacheng couldn’t speak, the other side could be considered an opportunity to catch the opportunity. The beautiful chicken immediately said in a very high-profile manner, even pointing to the mark on his chest that had not yet been killed: "Look, you guys Look, this palm print is still there!"

Everyone heard the sound, and she saw a very obvious trace on her chest, although she could ...

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