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... y times have you killed me, I will remember this account .”
The blue bird was noncommittal, just shrugged, with one wing, as if it was up to you. Bei Tinghuang was a little impatient, but he had to admit that there was nothing he could do about it now.
This guy has a hook-like mouth, black feathers like cast steel, shining with a cold light, standing on a rock with three feet, claws like ancient tree withered vines, claws and toes like scimitars , cold and extremely sharp, he cou ...
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