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... s under the old tree was not the old dragon king, but a young-looking Taoist. The young man raised his eyes slightly, I wanted to go over and yell and tell that Taoist to go away.
But when he raised his head, the young Taoist's eyes were lightning-like, yet peaceful, adding a trace of fear for no reason.
Then the stepping foot was retracted.
The folding fan in his hand nodded the guard on one side, and shouted: "You, go and let that Taoist open it."
"This is ...
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