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... deeply exhausted, and his helpless wrinkles are hard to hide.
"It's old." He sighed with arched hands. The flat boat under his feet seemed to have been put into a jackstone, sinking suddenly, and the speed immediately slowed down, moving in parallel with the building where Meng Qi was.
Meng Qi squinted his eyes and evaluated the strengths of the seven masters. From this hand alone, he can see that if he does not fold his cards, he may not be able to do well, and the realm is a lot ...
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