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... blood and red on the coffin cover. He only heard the sound of the cicada, and the coffin was opened. The Yueqin Cangjie on the top passed in, Zhang Qiu Look at the scalp numb, what if this coffin jumps out of the scorpion? !

Zhang Qiu is obviously white, and Yue Qincang seems to know what is inside, but in a few seconds, Yue Qincang has come out of the coffin, wiped the blood on his mouth, and stared at them. "You want to be a monk for Gao Zhihao." revenge?"

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