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brushwood God of Illustions!

"Give me a body!"

On the seventh floor, a fleeting figure arrived beside Zhao Ji. He didn't seem surprised at all when he saw the figure appear.

"I've already said it, don't compete with that brat for nothing. As long as we complete our plan, no matter how many Bai Xiaofei are useless."

While speaking, Zhao Ji waved his hand