"What, listen to what you mean, Lao Tzu is still too late?" Chahartab's eyes widened, and the golden sword sat down on the main seat, glaring at him with raised eyebrows.

Hai Dongqing raised his eyebrows without a trace, he Abu is a bit horizontal, he belongs to the kind of hob meat who holds ignorance as a scholar and carries a big knife to reason, except for the leaders of the other nine major tribes, who is not afraid of him for three points?

However, Lu Anran probably won't.

Take the bamboo slips at hand

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