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... ious, but in fact, it doesn’t hurt a bit. Would you stop using the expression of looking at a waste to look at me okay? At the very least, I’m at the eighth rank ah.” An eighth rank expert, the Li Yaoxiang at that time, was at this level and nothing more.


“But just now…you were one hundred percent a waste ah.” A complicated expression appeared in Nangong Liuyun’s beautiful eyes as he slowly spit out the truth.


“What? I changed into a waste again?” Su Luo almost spit out a mou ...

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