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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
Ping immediately became furious upon hearing this, "Zhu Zhisan, you old bastard! You have the guts to come out...""You don't have to shout. If you have the ability to kill us four, then naturally our...hud. Only then did they realize that they had been here for several days.Now, Humazi was also getting a little anxious."This guy, the time control for his Blood Demon flesh body is over, why haven't I...