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... as in that paper bag instantly fascinated me, there was no response time at all, it was really amazing.
A thunder blast shook the oil lamp more than once, and the lightning surged in. The room was instantly pale, and the weak light was completely covered.
Yunyan lamented: "I can't think of a living prince and this kind of thing, and so insidious and cunning, unfortunately fell into the hands of the enemy, and will undoubtedly die. There is no hope of killing the thief, but my wish ...
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