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Wu Qimai did not dare to say anything else, he could only look at him worriedly. Jin Wushu took the lead and walked towards his own mansion, on the way, he was no longer the rampaging rampage of the past, but slowly, walked on this beautiful land, Yang Qingqing, grass green, the fragrance of wild flowers, all of these belonged to Jin.

From the darkness, Hai Ling walked out