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Chapter 757: Message

    

a long roar, and with his long sword, the blade danced like flowers in the air. Every flash of his sword would take several lives.At this moment, Su Pingbei had fled in disarray to the foot of Tiger L...oes. "They're pretty," he praised, "They would be even more charming after washing off the mud."From a young age to adulthood, boys her own age always treated her like a princess. Everyone was respect...