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Chapter 145: The Fake Table

    

uldn't help but giggle with a smile."Kid, do you know what the consequences of messing with me are Believe me...."Before Ling Feng could finish his words, Su Wenzong walked out with a teapot of tea. S..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."hoed. The black mist in the sky instantly began to shrink, and then those black mists condensed into a giant vicious dog, leaping down from mid-air!The vicious dog let out a roar, and a massive sound...