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Mystic Mo raised his sword-like eyebrows, walked slowly to the sofa, and sat down. The instant he sat down, he spoke with a low voice, "Mmm ~, thinking about it again and again, I instantly feel like you, Huangfu Yu, have become a trash worse than a dog. Why don't you use your 'body' to please me, since trash like you can't get any collateral! Let's play an interesting game. If you make me happy