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Chapter 145: The Fake Table
acticing desperately, and the surrounding spiritual energy is constantly nourishing Chen Ping's body.Chen Ping's dragon crystal within began to flicker and flash with light!Then, waves of dragon power..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."oked at Anna, bound on the altar, and felt a deep pang of guilt and self-reproach!But the arrow is already shot, there's no turning back. He has no other choice!Boom…………The snow-capped mountains shook...