The monk of the Three Precepts was frightened away by the young monk's gentle twitching of the scabbard. After the most scientific trouble, no monk made a voice from within, and no monk came forward for the so-called monks of the temple to be bullied. The young monk relied only on a worn-out simple knife. Xingyang was reluctant to throw the already tattered scabbard elsewhere, just by gently flicking the scabbard, the monk of the Three Rings seemed to be drained of his soul and fell to the ground. "Big brother. ”... Xing Leng is far away from the enemy, Xing Leng is far away, and the monk is showing the three precepts, and the young monk gently twitches the scabbard and is scared away.

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