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... used with medicinal herbs for many years.

In the constant quenching of the fire of the life, the scattered spirits of the medicines are condensed, and gradually there is a circular outline, and as the calcination time passes, the medicinal herbs become more and more solid and slowly change. It became a big thumb.

Pure white, no brilliance.

At this moment, Gu Zuo’s original ship, which had been rescued everywhere, returned to Gu Zuo’s arrogance. The originally rescued people ...

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