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... ch struggle" experience, giving full play to his subjective initiative.

At the moment of smoke, he had a clever idea and came out of a golden cicada.

It is a pity that this kind of showy operation is not controlled by everyone.

He had fallen a half-blood while jumping, but he hadn't paid much attention to it, but unexpectedly he laid a foreshadowing for Satan's counter-attack ...

Suddenly!

The sound of gunfire in the smoke!

Liu Zilang played SKK all the ...

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