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(Also be alert... what a joke, if you can, Tibers really wants to say loudly: If it weren't for the worrying little master who was awakened and asked him to vent his anger, it would probably not even want to be alert when she was sleeping!

After all, it is better than anyone else. The little master of its house is the most important and most dangerous existence, no one!)

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, a white fist hit a bear hard. Then, the owner of the fist looked at Xiangling who was sitting back on the blanket.

"Sister Xiangling!"

?(?^o^?)?

"We almost need a tent, do we need someone's help?"

o((*^▽^*))o

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Chapter completed!