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Luo Xiaoshuo saw Moliere stare at him and then give up as his face became depressed. So he comforted: "Old man, why are you being so serious? Maybe the alliance's soldier just happened to blow up your macha, and didn't invent any new weapon."

Moliere's eyes lit up when he heard that. "Huh? Your analysis makes sense. "

Luo Xiaoshuo smirked