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Chapter 107: Holy Liquid

    

ties gave a mournful hiss, its bones were broken, a blood hole the size of a bowl was pierced by its horns, and fell heavily to the ground.the sudden change made the nine prefectures unresponsive and...nside.Lang Xin pinched the flying knife with two fingers, glanced at Guo Haidong's body, and spit out two cold words: "waste!"looked at Zhang Ruochen again, and Lang Xin said coldly, "it seems that ev...