As soon as the words fell, Yonghe had already punched, and all his anger seemed to be focused on this punch, as if he wanted to interrupt Bai Wen's lazy waist. And Zhang Ren's blood irrigated pupil person, his right hand was already held on the hilt of the seven-star sword, if this guy really hurt Bai Wen, then he would never spare this guy.

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