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The scholar’s voice did not fall, and suddenly there was a roar.

Chapter one thousand two hundred and fifty-two The distant rain "Is it raining?" Huge liquid…

Didn’t Du Jie have nine thunderbolts? How can I still feel the thunder coming?

Puzzled, Ah Wu once again put himself to good use according to the advice of…

One step, two steps and three steps.

With heavy steps, we finally reached the coffin. When I saw the inside of the…

Monthly ticket to hit me! 】

When Han Shu woke up, he couldn't see things for a while, so he remembered…