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Chapter 145: The Fake Table

    

s the outside of the courtyard.Zhao Wuji extended his hand and directly blocked the few people from Dali Temple: "You can leave, unless you step over my corpse..."Zha Wuji had made up his mind. Even i...g, a murderous glint flashed in Chen Ping's eyes: "Are you talking to me about terms"After saying that, Chen Ping’s palm shimmered with golden light and he grabbed at the second elder!Lao Er hadn't ha...