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... trength, the devil who is killing is easy to gain the upper hand. He has repeatedly asked them to choose. It is indeed for these. The opportunity for people to live, but also to make themselves less unnecessary killing.

"Yes, hurry and roll, you will not die, otherwise the ducks will kill you with a few duck wings!" Duck King Fox, Hu Wei, a sense of presence.

The elders and disciples of Xiang Yangyan and Ziyue Dongtian are deeply sweating for this person and a duck. Even if they hi ...

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