But now it's worthless.

However, this son is already extremely resentful of the prince at this moment, and it would be a pity if he disposed of it directly.

Looking at Lu Feng's inexplicable wooden pipe, Xiong Baoyu couldn't help but feel a cool breath rising from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

He could see that it was the gaze of a dead man.

This king of Yue was thinking about what to do with him.

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