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... slowly awake mind began to bind him: this person is different, even if it is uncomfortable It’s dying, and he shouldn’t shoot such a Duze.

Du Ze curled up on the ground, and the traces of misery have disappeared. The silver dragon stared at the smooth skin, squirting a hot breath, could not help but rubbed Du Ze with his tongue. After the smashing, Xiu found that Du Ze opened his eyes. A young black-haired young man is slightly stunned and a bit stunned like a ignorant child. When the tw ...

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