The big snake has been severely injured by a whip.

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At this time, I came to help, and it was obviously a bargain.

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He also said that he wanted the wooden whip in Han Muye's hand.

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This is just one more polite remark than Ming Jiao.

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Han Muye laughed, and the wooden whip in his hand shook lightly.

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"Om—"

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Aura radiated from the wooden whip, covering the big snake.

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The blood and demonic energy on the snake was pulled and slid toward the wooden whip.

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To store a large amount of elixir, you need to consume a lot of aura and other powers.

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It can be the accumulation of spiritual stones, or it can be other items.

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It's not bad that this big snake provides spiritual energy and blood.

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Seeing that Han Muye ignored him and only took the big snake away, the big man's face slowly turned gloomy.

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"Fellow Daoist, according to the rules of the ancient gods medicine garden, whoever sees them has a share. It's a bit unruly for you to do this." The big man pressed his hand on the handle of the axe behind him.

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The power of tyranny rises.

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A practitioner of the fifth level of Nascent Soul.

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Han Muye's strength was restrained, and he could only feel the appearance of entering Nascent Soul for the first time.

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It's not that he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, but because of his own strength characteristics, full of qi and blood power, covering the power of spiritual qi.

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If it wasn't for the fact that Han Muye's cultivation base was not as high as his own, the big man with the axe on his back would not have shared the benefits like this.

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The big man was also careful, his aura was rising, and when he saw that Han Muye and Dayan Daoist were not nervous at all, he immediately stepped back.

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Han Muye smiled and shook his head, letting him leave.

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Not long after entering the medicine garden, most people have not gained much, so there is no need to take action.

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With this time, it is better to collect more elixir.

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For outsiders' dangerous medicine garden, Han Muye sauntered.

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In ten days, he subdued more than a hundred puppets.

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Among them, the strongest one, the cultivation base combat power has been able to cut out the first level.

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If it is an ordinary Dan Xiu, in front of these puppets, it is really hard to please.

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These losses are fast and powerful. The key is that they are hidden everywhere, and they are elusive and unpredictable.

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There are also the magic circles between the various medicine gardens. For outsiders, it may be a headache, and if you are not careful, you will die.

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But Han Muye had no worries at all.

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The various arrangements in the medicine garden in the memory of the grass whip, as long as you pay a little attention, you can easily deal with it.

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And if you have the grass whip in your hand, you will be trapped in the formation, or you can directly use the power in the grass whip to pull out directly.

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In ten days, Han Muye collected a million plants of various elixir.

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Later, he has already started to select the medicinal herbs that are more than a hundred years old, and are valuable enough to collect them.

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The idea that I wanted to dig out the medicine garden is long gone.

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This is probably what a poor man looks like when he enters the treasure house. At first, he thought of taking all the things away, but after seeing enough treasures, he will lose his appetite.

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Numb.

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"Boom—"

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Ahead, there was a roar.

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Either fighting the monster in the medicine garden or robbing the elixir.

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In ten days, most of the practitioners gathered a lot of elixir.

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very fat.

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According to past experience, after ten days in the medicine garden, Dan Xiu, who felt that his cultivation was insufficient, would hurry to find a remote place to hide, wait for the medicine garden to close, and send himself out.

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Even leaving the medicine garden will attract all kinds of fighting and looting.

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Han Muye moved and appeared in a barren spiritual field.

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The more desolate the place is, there are either big monsters or old elixir.

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Sure enough, there are three thousand-year-old elixir in this spiritual field.

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"Ten-thousand-year-old jade bamboo shoots, no wonder there are so many people grabbing them." Han Mu's face was full of smiles as he looked at the dozen or so practitioners in front of him.

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Among them, the five strongest are all at the ninth level of Nascent Soul, half-step out of the body.

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At this time, these five people have already fired a real fire. The weak primordial spirit has come out of the body, arousing the power of the primordial soul, and the figure is so fast that the surrounding primordial soul and several Jindan practitioners can only retreat.

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When Han Muye arrived, those great cultivators didn't care and still fought with all their might.

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The Nascent Soul and Jin Dan next to them glanced at them, and one of the practitioners in the half-step heavenly realm was shocked, and there was surprise in his eyes.

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Han Muye flew up and rushed towards the three green bamboo shoots three feet tall.

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"Looking for death!"

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"roll--"

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"I don't know whether to live or die."

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The spiritual light in the hands of several Nascent Soul major cultivators smashed directly at Han Muye.

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A light of aura turned into a rope, the verdant green radiated golden light and had the aura of blood.

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A ray of aura shrouded directly, like a cloud of mist, with a **** aura permeating it.

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There was also an aura vibrating, and a harsh whistling came out.

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The three auras clearly wanted Han Muye's life.

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Seeing the aura descend, Han Muye's eyes flashed a cold look, he raised his hand and punched out.

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"Boom—"

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The chains were shattered, the spiritual mist was scattered, and the whistling aura was rolled back.

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With one blow, the three Nascent Soul powerhouses couldn't hold back the slightest.

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This scene made everyone stunned.

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Even the five great cultivators turned their attention here.

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Han Muye's punch did not dissipate, he moved forward.

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Those practitioners of Nascent Soul and Jin Dan raised their hands, ready to resist.

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Only the half-step cultivator who noticed Han Muye at first quickly retreated.

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"Boom—"

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The fist marks broke several masks, making those practitioners panic.

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More auras gathered, but found that the fist mark could not be stopped at all.

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Too strong!

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This is an understatement of punch, but it is so strong!

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This is a cultivator who doesn't seem to have entered the Nascent Soul for the first time?

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"Bam—"

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The body of the first Nascent Soul cultivator was shattered, and various collected elixir and several storage bags were scattered together.

"Boom—"

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The body of the second Nascent Soul cultivator was shattered. Nascent Soul fled with a storage bag in his arms, leaving behind the elixir and three storage bags all over the floor.

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Until then, the fist mark slowly dissipated.

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Han Muye didn't look back, ignored the elixir and storage bags all over the floor, and still rushed towards the jade-colored bamboo shoots in front of him.

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The five great cultivators who fought against each other before reacted at this time.

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This guy is clearly pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

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Han Muye's figure landed in front of the jade bamboo shoots, and a wooden whip appeared in his hand. With a swipe, he collected three thousand-year-old elixir.

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After receiving the elixir, Han Muye raised his head and looked at the five great cultivators with changing expressions.

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The wooden whip in his hand flashed a blue fairy light.

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Treasure!

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This wooden whip is definitely an unimaginable treasure!

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The five great cultivators did not hesitate to take action.

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Or aura, or magic, or sword.

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In an instant, five streams of light collided with Han Muye.

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The corner of Han Muye's mouth showed a smile.

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These guys are attacking him, isn't he also attacking them?

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There is a formation suppression in this medicine garden, and it is extremely suppressed for the detection of spiritual sense. As long as these guys escape ten miles away, they can basically escape their lives.

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So Han Muye took out the straw whip.

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Treasures, touching hearts!

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"Boom—"

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The sky's qi and blood swelled, and the phantom of the divine beast appeared behind Han Muye.

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With one after another of qi and blood intertwined, he punched out and shattered all the Wudao attacks.

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At this moment, he showed unimaginable power.

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"Leave your storage bags and protective magic weapons, I don't have to kill people."

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Han Muye clenched his fists and spoke softly.

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The power of qi and blood was overwhelming, and the few Jindan practitioners who had not escaped far had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.

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The half-step Tianjian also trembled all over, and it was difficult to even lift his feet.

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Several great cultivators who touched the out-of-body body were all pale.

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It turns out that in front of me is such a strong man!

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"Om—"

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A great cultivator directly exited his primordial spirit, and his primordial spirit led his body, carrying a few storage bags, and flew away instantly.

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Yuanshen's speed is extremely fast, and it is difficult to catch up.

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Seeing him fleeing, everyone else moved.

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It's just that Han Muye chuckled lightly and raised his hand before waiting for the others to act.

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"It's a stab—"

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A long sword was in its place, smashing the escaped Primordial Spirit.

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His sword of the soul, let alone slashing a weak primordial spirit, is the condensed primordial spirit of the great cultivator of the gods, and it is no more difficult than slicing a blank piece of paper.

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The sword of the soul is the nemesis of the primordial spirit.

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"Why, I don't want to kill indiscriminately." Han Muye shook his head, and the long sword returned with many storage bags.

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Obviously, this great cultivator has robbed many elixir before.

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A magic weapon Dan Ding swayed back and fell into Han Muye's hands.

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"What about you?" Han Muye's eyes fell on the four remaining cultivators in front of him.

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The meaning of oppression is obvious.

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The four great cultivators looked at each other and took out their storage bags.

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One.

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two.

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Five.

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Ten.

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Han Muye pointed his finger at the one who took out the most, and said lightly, "Leave your magic weapon and go."

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The great cultivator hesitated, put down a cauldron, and flew away.

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When his figure completely disappeared ten miles away, the other three looked at each other, took out all the storage bags on their bodies, put down their magic weapons, and then flew away in several directions.

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Dayan Daoist flashed his form and put away all the storage bags and magic weapons.

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Han Muye turned his head and looked at the Nascent Soul and Jin Dan practitioners who fell down.

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"You don't want to die, do you?"

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Those few people were busy taking out their storage bags and their spiritual tools, and only one of them had a low-grade magic weapon long sword.

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Dayan Daoist looked around, shook his head in disappointment, and sure enough, there was no oil or water.

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Those cultivators who put down their treasures left, only the half-step Tianjing who looked strange before turned around and whispered: "Senior, Fellow Daoist Li Zhongjing was chased and killed."

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Li Zhongjing?

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Han Muye's eyes were full of light, and his aura was condensed.

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The half-step Tianjing hurriedly bowed: "Senior, I was watching the battle of pills that day. Later, Lord Demon King came, and I also saw it."

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Speaking of this, he paused and said in a low voice, "It was Zhu Guangshou and his fellow disciples who were chasing Daoist Li Zhongjing."

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Zhu Guangshou?

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Han Muye nodded~lightnovelpub.net~ raised his hand and threw a few storage bags and a magic weapon over.

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"take me."

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A happy look flashed on the face of the half-step Tianjing, and he took the storage bag and magic weapon.

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unexpected surprise.

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He himself only had a high-grade spiritual weapon before, but now Han Muye directly rewarded him with a magic weapon.

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Sure enough, in the medicine garden, holding the big monk's thigh tightly, you can follow the soup.

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"Senior, please come with me." He turned around and left, leading Han Muye to rescue Li Zhongjing.

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Although Han Muye is not a kindhearted person, he still won't help the cultivators he knows well.

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Besides, Li Zhongjing is not bad, and he is obsessed with Dan Dao.

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"Boom—"

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After walking a hundred miles, there was a roar from the front.

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"Li Zhongjing, you put a hat on Lao Tzu back then, but today Lao Tzu wants you to die!" came Zhu Guangshou's voice.

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"Bullshit, I and my junior sister are in love with each other, can you **** control what they do when they have sex?" Li Zhongjing's voice was a little hoarse.

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It's a pity it's rotten, isn't it?

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Cast it.

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