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... t because of hatred.

   What's more, even if he killed the puppet with his life, what if the Winged tribe came to crush the Xu tribe like besieging the cross-river tribe?

  Da Ying clenched his fists with both hands, restraining his inner urge to fight the puppet to the death.

  Others do not understand more.

  Let’s not say that the Cross River Tribe has always lived their lives behind closed doors. They have never made any alliances with other tribes, and they have ...

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