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Xiao Jin wrapped herself around Mo Fei's hand and stared at the storage ring on Mo Fei's finger with a burning gaze, her eyes filled with desire.

Mo Fei looked at the Little Dragon in his hands helplessly, feeling a little speechless. He was just a picky eater. It had only been a short period of time, but he had already lost five level 9 potions. Raising such a thing