Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Dust of the Two Instruments VII

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Mei Poison's heart seemed to fall, but in fact, it was also a way to get out, she was on her tiptoes and retreated to the rear, as long as she mixed with those disciples of the Poison Hall, even if Fang Zhong's ability was better than her, it would be difficult to hurt her with her dexterity. Gang me lone ball

Gang Moyu Sun Xuefang Zhong was about to chase after him, but he heard the poisonous king not far away angrily: "Godfather told you not to go, what are you running?" ”

Fang Zhong turned his head to look, only to see that the Poison King at this moment was surrounded by three figures, except for the true body of Bu Yisanren, the black and white Erdangang battle ball was alone

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