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... Dong Fu. Based on what he saw, this was clearly mocking him. At what time was he ever mentioned on the same level as a zhuji greenhorn?


What waves could a zhuji xiuzhe make? He didn’t believe it.


However, he was not a rash person. That mysterious expert could take out a treasure as Dying Flowing Moon, then it definitely was not a joke. But when he made a search, he wanted to laugh and cry.


Zuo Mo actually was a xiuzhe whose main profession was dan-making.

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