C1837 Individual Ideas

Not far away, Xue Yaner saw this, and waved his hands, releasing a gentle wave of energy that swept Bai Fan and the rest of the wing away.

And before this, the four Disciple of White Tiger Race s wandering around the White Tiger had tears in their eyes.

They clenched their teeth, and with their eyes wide open, they charged forward, wanting to fight the Special Animals to the death.

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