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Chapter 1747: Extending Life, Thirty Years
the expression frozen on Jiang Zhou's face, and the blade that was only an inch away from his brow. He let out a third earth-shattering scream, his legs trembled, and a stream of yellow liquid flowed...tment, it's not entirely because of you. Primarily, he has the ability to shoulder this important task. If not so, perhaps he could find a more relaxed position in the capital to enjoy his retirement...