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... he billowing heat flow, and Wang Tengfei laughed.
"That year, I was only five years old. One day, an injured Yinglong passed by. Just a drop of blood fell on the back of my hand, leaving me this mark."
Stepping out of the cave house, looking up to the direction of Montenegro, the smile on Wang Tengfei's face became even brighter. "Following the impression of this mark, I found it here. Ying Long, the sky monarch, the peerless monster. This is my chance This is my heritage! "
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