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... I arrived at Muyan, I was cured.
Bored to drink a bowl of medicine, Luo Beiyu frowned.
Just put the medicine bowl down, I saw a row of ink camp strong man standing in front of his bed.
One by one, the fierce **** is ashamed, as if he wants to peel him apart.
"You...what are you doing!" Luo Beiyu’s voice was trembled unconsciously.
It is just being scared.
Being shocked, he listened to the man who had just slammed his first punch. He said with a rough vo ...
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