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Chapter 242: A Pawn

    

ink about taking out my palm..."After that, Zhu ZhiShan led his men to chase after Chen Ping once more.After running for a while, Chen Ping began to sit down and recover his strength. He felt that the...a beautiful work of art.Even from afar, one could smell the faint fragrance emanating from these lush green trees.This is like a stagnant pool of water. Beneath this pitch-black surface, one can't hel...