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Yu Jingran s face was green, and his anger was like a scythe, one knife after another, wandering around his body until it was full of leakage. He heard a cold voice breaking in his ears: do it, do it ...... At this time, he did not know when there was an extra knife in his hand. His body was heavy, and all that could be seen was a heavy shadow, but Gu Feng's pink tongue was clear as a camera close-up, and it was slowly swimming toward the last large wooden box of purple regimental patterned brocade ......