"King Muli, you and I both belong to the Jiuli tribe, why bother to fight each other like this? Aren't you afraid of being taken advantage of by the windproof tribes in the west?" Chi You held the knife and drank, and the silver knife in his hand pointed obliquely at the earth, cutting up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Hahahahaha, the Fengfeng tribe is a fart, this king is destroyed...

Chapter 80 of "Founding Mingzun" Serious Injury! (Ask for recommendation, ask for collection, ask for everything) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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