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Chapter 1468: Just Killing, a Trifle Matter
frowned and said in a cold voice, “One day’s plan lies in the morning. In the early morning, the clear air rises while the turbid air descends, making it the time when the spiritual energy of heaven... treasures, about to draw their bows, palms whipping against Halle's face with a crisp sound of 'pa pa'.Although Sanzang was small and thin, in stark contrast to the burly Hāledài who resembled a brow...