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Chapter 112

Chapter 112

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This Green Lotus was continuously absorbing the vitality of the Golden Phoebe Coffin-wood, causing the Black-Crowned Old Face to constantly peel off from the coffin. The elderly face, which originally looked as if it were smiling when viewed from afar, now faintly took on the appearance of weeping. "Chen Xiaofei!"

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