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... o make the array... Is it really useful?" Lu Qiao looked at him silently, and there was a doubt in Ye Feng.

Such a strange shape, judging by his intuition, does not seem to be used to hurt the enemy.

"Since it is doubtful, do you want to try the power?" Ye Feng squinted and smiled slightly.

"This……"

Luqiao stunned for a moment, and his face showed a bitter smile: "Still... forget it."

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked awkward.

"Then don't talk no ...

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