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Chapter 145: The Fake Table

    

the essence and energy of an ordinary person."I was also thinking the same thing. With your strength, you could be of great help to me in my cultivation…"Chen Ping looked at Zang Qing coldly.Chen Ping..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."fter leaving the secret room, as Ning Zhi passed a fork in the road, he turned his head slightly to look at the room at the end of the corridor, a greedy glint in his eyes!Ning Zhi's eyes just glanced...