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Chapter 145: The Fake Table
chant had his eyes half-closed, sitting cross-legged, pinching with his fingers in the middle, and muttering words! "Land Deity, Divine Guardian of the Five Mountains, Assistance from All Directions,..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."e four people in front of him were growing in strength very quickly, and they were about to surpass him.It seemed to have seen Ning Zhi's envy, an aged voice sounded in his mind: "That little girl's t...