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Ye Fan lied in the corner without moving, he was dead beyond dead. However, could those Blood Corpses stop trampling on him?
Could it be!
Baji, a foot on his butt.
Baji, he stepped on his finger again.
Ye Fan: F * ck, are you guys f * cking devils?
Little Tuanzi shrank below Ye Fan's stomach and trembled, watching the white light in his hands weaken