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However, when this posture was put on the body of a man who could call the wind and summon the rain in the past, a strange sense of simplicity and foolishness appeared in his mind.

"Are you okay?" Tuoba Jing sized up Su Moyun's body and guided him to the front of the table.

"What can happen to me?" The table was already filled with food, it was obvious that before Su Moyun came back