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... y of pain like killing a pig, fell off the altar, rolled twice on the ground, got up quickly, and ran out.

  Xiao Daotong, who was comatose on the ground, also happened to "wake up" at this time, and hurriedly got up and followed behind Master Ji.

   "Master! Master!"

  Wang Fulai stretched out Erkang's hand and shouted to Master Ji, but Master Ji and Xiaodaotong ran away without looking back.

"Hee hee hee!"

  Red Light let out a shrill laugh, scurrying around ...

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