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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters god son(2/2)

After hearing this, the great witch of the West Sea wanted to block this guy's mouth with feces!

I took out that fish and I threw away all the people today!

That fish... is not as good as a fraction of a millionth of any of these things you took out...

It’s really nothing but my heart!

But the key is that I am not thinking about it, just to make up the numbers!

This guy is really hurting his family. According to the current development today, Boss Hongshui will definitely be unhappy!

Sure enough, the Great Witch of Hongshui looked up and looked at Zuo Changlu and others.

The Hongshui Dawu's eyes were very dangerous.

The Great Witch of the West Sea immediately began to weaken both legs.

What's going on?

Zuo Changluo said: "Hahaha, you don't know that the whole story is justified. Giving goose feathers thousands of miles away is light and affection is heavy. Brother Hong doesn't have to care about some details. The big fish caught by Brother Xihai is probably also excellent... I'll stew it for Brother Hongshui later. Brother Hong can deeply understand his brother's feelings."

The Great Witch's face suddenly turned black, and he looked at the Great Witch in the West Sea like a murderous person.

If you really take out a fish for me... believe it or not, I will show up the Thousand Soul Nightmare Hammer on the spot, and kill my relatives for justice?!

The big witch in Xihai turned pale: "Old...Boss..."

The Great Witch of Hongshui said with a dark face: "Zuo Xiaoduo, it is my godson! He is my godson who once cared for me for his old age and sent me to the death!"

I can't hide it anymore.

We don't have to wait for the wedding, otherwise these guys will really make jokes about themselves.

I brought my brothers to my godson's wedding, and I really hoped that my brothers would make a big splash. If these guys were stingy in public, they would take out a fish as a gift...

The Great Witch of the Flood felt that he must be written into a history book!

Everyone was stupid collectively.

Godson!!!

I'll go to your uncle's...

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Chapter completed!
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