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Chapter 1577: Slaughter

    

lden lines inside had disappeared. In their place was a tiny golden ball, with fine and regular textures, as if it had been meticulously woven from gold threads. Such skill clearly surpassed He Xiaope...vitably burst in mid-air. 。Each and every shadow of the stick danced around the young officer, not a single bat dared to come within two meters of her. 。The major's surprise was becoming increasingly...