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... speed stagnate.

Although the freeze was only freed by the vines for a short moment, after all, Thomas was allowed to escape and rushed back in a hurry, violently Ding Ning was far away, gasping heavily, his face carrying himself The color of heart palpitations that is still in shock.

"Huh, it's kind of interesting, since you're here, don't leave."

Ding Ning sighed, the bloodthirsty magic vine spiraled out of the hole like a group of pythons, whistling toward Yamida and swept ...

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