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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

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