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However, before he could run out, Ming You felt that his legs were getting more and more weak, and in a moment, he collapsed.

Mingyou found it difficult to speak. "You …" "He gave me a 'Weak Muscle Powder'."

Madam Ji Yue's smile was like a flower, her eyes were filled with a burning passion. Looking at Ming You lying softly on the ground, she smiled, leaned over and took a sniff