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Chapter 107: Holy Liquid
"suddenly, the sound of a sword sounded in Zhang Ruochen's ear.the cold green apple, which was originally standing in the middle of the street, disappeared, like a ghost, appeared behind Zhang Ruochen...轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!ally hurt!" < br > Zhang Ruochen's finger gently pressed on the wrist of the yellow smoke dust, injected a wisp of true qi into her meridian, and covered a big Sunday with her own true qi running. < b...