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Why? He really dared to ask.

Cheng Xirong sneered. His gaze turned colder and colder: "You don't have the spirit of contract."

Auntie was shocked, her mouth became a little dry, and she almost bit her tongue. "What god? What spirit? "

Cheng Xirong no longer had the patience to argue with this auntie. Whether it was good or bad, he would point it out himself and bring it down to Hee Ruosheng