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... ing. The black and purple chains had melted in the Zhen yuan water and were boiled into a pot of Nightmare Soup.
The pungent stench made Rosie finally recover from her lazy state.
“What’s that? It smells so bad. Little master, let me have a sip!”
Ji Xiaoxiao:
Ji Xiaoxiao’s CPU almost burned.
Smeliness? yue?Give you a sip?
“… How did you put these words together?”
“Please, li ...
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