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Chapter 1,637 Deposition of Saint Slave Blood Brand, the crime lies in a letter from Xuanji(3/3)

Xu Xiaoshou also bowed his head.

The Eight Deities are familiar with silence.

The two looked at each other and opened their mouths slightly: "So you..."

The Eight Deities are familiar with silence.

The two people's shocked eyes met again, each with a shocked look on his face, and asked uncertainly: "Could it be that you..."

The Eight Deities are familiar with silence.

"Tell me! There are only three of us here. What are you afraid of? I won't talk nonsense." Xu Xiaoshou said that he was a tight-lipped person.

"I won't talk too much. I'm just curious about some uncertain details back then. It's human nature to be curious about knowledge." Dao Qiongcang made a lot of nonsense, and the flames in his eyes almost burned all over his body.

The Eight Masters remained silent.

The two of them stopped talking and just stared at their stomachs.

The ruins of God have been silent for a long time.

Until the end, Ba Zunzhen couldn't bear the stare, and a faint voice came from his stomach:

"Yes, we have a child." ()
Chapter completed!
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