Throne of Martial God/C323 Sad
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C323 Sad

Jiang Chen's speed was extremely fast. After a few breaths of time, he pulled out the silver needle.

At this moment, the tight-uniformed girl looked at Feng Yang with an incomparably passionate and gentle gaze, as if water would drip out of her eyes.

Jiang Chen smiled complacently, and carefully kept the silver needle, "This silver needle of mine cost me a hundred thousand military merits

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