Zhen Qiong looked at the blue pupils, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, one look already represented a thousand words. The two of them looked around, and there must be at least hundreds of people around them, and now it's just the two of them, and it's really a question of whether they can escape. The leader of the Fu Ji who took the lead looked cold, and said in a low voice: "Give it to me." In an instant, a group of people all rushed towards Zhen Qiong and Lan Tong, and Lan...

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