C782 Race Talent

The immortal servant bitterly smiled. He felt that Zhou Miaoxian's question was too weird. He said, "Do you think that people at my level know who is divided into different races?"

"Uh, that's true, you are just an immortal slave, how could you know the secret of the race?" Zhou Miaoko waved her hand, indicating that Servant Xian should continue.

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