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... out, never stopping, "The venom smeared on the dagger is a masterpiece that I spent all my efforts on, and I call it the 'white The Death of the Wolf'."
The piercing pain forced the White Wolf Elector to bend his torso. He turned sideways, pressed the bleeding wound on his left chest with one hand, and took off the dagger hanging on the wall. He woke up and understood everything. , At this moment, Boris's heart was extremely gloomy, and he asked with a grim expression: "Where is my daugh ...
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