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Chen Luoyang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at Han i’s words.
He looked at Yan Mingkong in the starlight on his right.
The white-clothed woman seed to be completely unaware of this, which was in line with her usual style. She seed to be too lazy to lower herself to the level of the red-clothed woman in this aspect.
If you can fight, then don’t talk nonsense.
Since he couldn’t make a move now, he didn’t have the mood to argue.
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