Xue Tong has been in Tianxun Mountain for five years, no one cares about it, the situation of the sect is almost unknown, and the foreign clan does not know anything, and it is not clear what kind of role the whirlwind in the mouth of the orcs is.

Xiang Yiming didn't come forward to speak, as if he deliberately threw the problem to Xue Tong.

"Test Xue?" Xue Tong pondered.

can only refuse according to common sense.

The orcs had no intention of giving way.

"How dare you..."The orc martial saint didn't finish his words, chest

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