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Qiu Gu pondered for a moment before suddenly sending a trembling sound transmission, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Jiang Ting was still quietly concocting pills, his eyes did not move an inch … Danger?

There was a God King watching them, did he really think he was stupid? Where did this danger come from, daring to behave atrociously in front of the Divine King?

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