"No way!"

"Although the poor road has always believed in harmony and wealth."

"But now that the battle has taken place, the enemy must be dealt with."

"This is the basic ethics of Poor Dao as a monk."

Who knows, Baibao Daoist said with a serious face.

The face of the Holy Son of the Five Elements suddenly collapsed.

Immediately, his expression was cloudy.

A face that was flushed.

He thought

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