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... ommander Zhao, no matter what, he was still a great general that controlled an army of millions of soldiers, but under Ancestor Mo’s slight sweep of his sleeves, his entire person seemed to have fallen into an icehouse. Snow-white frost covered his whole body, Great Commander Zhao still maintained that pleading posture, then, he was turned into an ice sculpture.
Great Commander Zhao’s eyes were opened wide, looking at Ancestor Mo with disbelief.
He, just like this, he was fre ...
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