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Chapter nine hundred and sixty seventh I wish the flag a victory(3/22)

�I feel very unhappy





�The face is ugly



�Do you say less?











�Yang�





Going past the crowd





Glimps them











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�Do you have to provoke the enemies of the three tribes?



�Talent



�Stop











Already come





Difficult



Want to fight



�Go home











�Changyuan sneered



Voice





Some look of alertness surged on her face





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Don't have this idea





It's just the deity







You humans



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I guarantee







Voice





After encircling the Bone Clan





No




To be continued...
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