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... age, like a bolt of lightning, rushing straight towards Ming Shan.
When the crowd saw the person, he was already standing in front of Ming Shan.
The man wore a purple robe, with a tuft of goatee under his chin swaying slightly. Even though this was a long time ago, how could such a matter be treated as a draw? Isn’t this a waste of a bid?
"Chitter-chatter!"
Amidst all the comments and complaints, the little snow ferret lying on Ao Cangsheng’s shoulder suddenly let ...
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