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... h the beginner Maidong Realm level smiled faintly. How could he consider such a brat like that. At the same time as he finished talking, his qi immediately rolled and suddenly leapt forward toward Du Shaofu.


“Beautiful sister, I’ll come to get the magical satchel on you myself.”


The skinny guy’s shadow also quickly moved towards Ouyang Shuang; his eyes flashed a kind of burning dirty look. With such beauty like hers, searching her body for the magical satchel would be a kind ...

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