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113 The Fake(2/2)

"That's all, go down!"

"yes!"

Although I had a lot of confusion in my heart, such as how did the people from the Northern Region Alliance get here and when did they set off?

But no one dared to ask more questions and retreated honestly.

After leaving the hall, the pressure of the golden elixir was shrouded, everyone breathed a long sigh and their faces were relaxed.

"Second Lady, who has been there?"

Master Cao looked bright with his eyes: "Does someone need to take charge of the overall situation here and settle the caravan?"

“No need!”

The second wife lowered her head, pondered for a moment, shook her head: "The caravan members can entrust fellow Taoists from the Mingyuan Sect to settle down."

"There are already seven people, including Yuzhen Yushi, Guard Fang, Mr. Sun and the two immortal masters, and the other three have Xianshi Fan's choice. How about?"

"this……"

Master Fan was a little hesitant: "Madam has left me a big problem."

"Forget it, forgot, I will think about it."

"I am the master of my desperation!"

The second wife smiled and bowed.
Chapter completed!
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