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... planned to kill them before the seal merges with Fu Chen.

At this moment, it was still on his forehead and it was slowly going inside.

Chu Yan clearly noticed those attacks. He frowned at the chains that bound him. Then, he looked at the attacks, he knew these weren’t any ordinary attacks.

He closed his eyes and stood on two feet. At the same time, the giant image of the wolf behind him also followed his steps and raised his hands. His paws closed and he smashed a punch ...

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