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... , we need to take a long-term plan. It is better to go back first."

Everyone looked different and nodded.

The disciples of the Stargazing House are undecided, looking at the collapsed [Star Track Altar], crying without tears.

Star Emperor said: "The disciples in the prefecture, starting from now, began to rebuild [Star Track Altar]." Then, look at the Dragon Emperor and others, saying: "You, the altar is the object of the Father and the Lord, not long Waste, it must be repai ...

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