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Chapter 595

Chapter 595

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"Sigh, this master is truly such a weakling; he really doesn't let one rest easy!" In a small, peculiar space, a chubby, white-skinned little boy wearing a belly band floated in mid-air, shaking his head and sighing as he looked at Lin Fei, who still lay unconscious on the floor. This little boy was none other than Wan Mo, the artifact spirit of the Myriad Demon Pagoda. The space where Lin Fei resided was, naturally, the interior of the Myriad Demon Pagoda.

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