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Chapter 242: A Pawn
ved his hand. From several meters away, Wang Shuo's body instantly flew backwards.He fell from the second floor to the first, crashing hard onto the first-floor floor. Blood flowed from his seven orif...is gaze radiating a terrifyingly piercing light!"Haha, this physical body is indeed good..."The demon's spirit looked at the muscular body and couldn't help but laugh out loud."Who are you"At this tim...