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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
s to hoard this ancient tomb for themselves”"You're talking nonsense, I...I..."Hu Bazi didn't know how to explain. After all, this had been going on for several days. Why Hu Bazi hadn't followed the M...sked, "By the way, what happened to Qinger""Oh, Qing'er ran away..."An Lingrong said anxiously."Ran off Gone back to the Sunset Cave again, I suppose"Han Fusheng frowned."No, no, this time she's run o...