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As he thought of how he would torment him and the way Han Jue would joint well before him and beg for mercy, he observed extremely fantastic.
Who am I?
Only carry income when going outside?
Ambush him?
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Han Jue rapidly suppressed his shivers.
Chen Santian’s view flashed coldly.
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F*ck!
Han Jue panicked.
What’s this fellow seeking to do, trapping me below?
He employed his personal wood mattress for a hurdle. During his cultivation, Chen Santian couldn’t truly feel his character vitality fluctuation at all.
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Xing Hongxuan calmed straight down after hearing this.
“These are Real Jade Tablets,” Xing Hongxuan reported using a extremely pleased teeth. “I’ve acc.u.mulated them year after year.”
Han Jue frowned and claimed, “Miss Xing, make sure you act properly. I haven’t agreed to become your hubby.”
Her teeth was as beautiful being a rose, and it was extremely going.
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“Miss Xing, if you need to be my mate, it is important to increase more difficult. If not, right after many decades, I will end up an immortal and you will probably become white colored bone tissues. Your heavy really like would then be my discipline,” Han Jue stated truly.
Chen San is in a situation. When he considered his overcome during the past year, he shuddered.
To Chen Santian, Han Jue came out more unfathomable.
It absolutely was Xing Hongxuan.
Chen Santian was filled up with eliminating intent, but he didn’t dare to demonstrate it.
A level increased year after year. Not bad!
Just a Nascent Soul!
Chen Santian’s eyes flashed coldly.
In the blink associated with an vision, a year easily pa.s.sed.
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Could it be…
Han Jue added almost everything into his Minor World Buckle.
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Who am I?
Han Jue sighed.
Xing Hongxuan pursed her mouth area. “Weren’t you incredibly fired up when you were actually during the external sect?”
Chen Santian’s presence did not modify Han Jue’s existence.
Now, it was actually even more simple than this past year. Chen Santian didn’t have the moment to dodge.