The temperature in the entire private room drops instantly.

Seeing the killing intent in the eyes of the Northern Underworld, Feng Jiuli's heart tightened, and he subconsciously stopped in front of Jun Zihuang, raised his glass and said, "Sect Master of the Northern Underworld, you can like the hat I made, I'm very happy, come and have a toast!" ”

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"The Waste Material Ruffian is a Little Fierce" 351.I don't like him! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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