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After saying that, Zhang Le threw the cushion on the sofa all of a sudden onto the cushions that were lying on the ground.

It had always been the case, now that Zhang Le had cultivated the eight and nine profound art, he would be able to overcome it with just a bit of difficulty.

Forget about getting him a little cold, even if he slept in ice water

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