Touching his body, he pinned an empty money bag around his waist, the body of the bag was made of purple silk cloth, and the gold lines were all over it, making the money bag quite luxurious. Sadly, he didn't have the memory of the body. He carried the sword and kept playing, still very excited. I believe that any modern person who is obsessed with martial arts cultivation novels will be like this if he suddenly gets the true qi of internal strength. "Whew! After coming out for so long, it's time to go home! Sun Ye thought.

He was about to take a step, but he froze in place. Sun Ye muttered with a face full of loss, "How can I go back!"

"What kind of crossing, what kind of real anger, can you stand up to my home!"

Sun Ye couldn't help crying, sat cross-legged silently, adjusted his mood, and forced himself to suppress the pain in his heart. He knew that the reality was

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