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Chapter 68 The so-called singing, it is enough to have feelings, no skills!(2/2)

This aura must be the Li Haoran the master mentioned!

"I also went to the Qionglin Banquet~"

"I also beat a horse in front of the street~"

Oh shit!

His thoughts were interrupted again, and the veins on Liu Jin's forehead jumped.

Huh~huh~

Take several deep breaths.

In the end, Liu Jin forced down the murderous intention and greed in his heart and prepared to leave here temporarily.

Although he is confident in his own strength, he must try his best to ensure the integrity of such perfect materials and not rashly disturb them.

If you accidentally mess up, you will be the one who loses.

It is necessary to send out more powerful flesh and blood puppets that can subdue the opponent instantly.

Thinking of this, Liu Jin turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Everyone praises me Pan Anmao~"

"It turns out that the gauze hat is covering over Chanjuan~"

Liu Jin's figure as he was going down the mountain suddenly stopped, and his bloodshot eyes glanced at Li Haoran on the roof.

He could no longer restrain the killing intent surging in his heart.

In broad daylight, ghosts are crying and wolves are howling here!
Chapter completed!
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