"Clever." On the branch, a young man with a snake-like scar on his face smiled and gave a crisp finger, and then said with a smile: "Since you all know our purpose, then there is no need to talk nonsense, hand over the "fire energy", so as not to suffer a meal of flesh and skin, how about it?" ”

"Dreaming?" A thin young man's mouth twitched, but as soon as his words fell, the figure in front of him suddenly flashed, and immediately a figure appeared in front of him, tearing the air

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