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... to ask him.


“What drugs? Are you impotent?” Liu Yi could not help but quip.


“Fuck you, you’re impotent!”


Chen Cai immediately looked at Liu Yi with clenched jaws and then said in a low voice.


“Didn’t you say something about immortal cultivation?….I have practiced your set of broken exercise for days….but without any result at all! You’re just messing up with me! Liu Yi, the two of us are best friends; you can’t do that to me! At a time like this, you must ...

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