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Ye Cheng turned his head to look at the wolf meat that was being roasted. He stood up and turned it in half a circle, then slashed a few times with his dagger.

"Smoke and meat!" What a lack of alcohol! "It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Just at this moment, Sun xiaoyun's hand once again rested on Ye Cheng's shoulder. But before Ye Cheng had the time to turn around, he fell to the side once again