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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
t be too casual!"Don't look anymore, my parents went back to their hometown, they are not here!"Chen Ping looked at Su Yuqi's appearance and smiled slightly."Whew…" Su Yuxi breathed a sigh of relief a...s muscles bulging. He was going to use his pure physical strength to open the copper door."Holy Light Fist..."Chen Ping's forehead bulged with veins, and then, relying on the power of his contracting...