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Duane left the office, somewhat inexplicable. Convicted, the chief's change of attitude made him somewhat uncomfortable. If it is really the pressure brought by the top player in China, he is happy to see it happen. I was afraid that he was deliberately hiding some secret things and throwing a bait to confuse him.

No, there are bound to be major events. Information and intelligence must be passed out as soon as possible. Thinking of this, he hastened his pace,

Dragon City.

Along the way, I met a red dragon queen Ikola. The old people met, or the old man who has witnessed his struggles since childhood. Now he is a fifth-level god, but he really wants to brag. It's obvious, but time doesn't allow it.

Simple and npc determined the various tasks and benefits of delegating power to the dragon war, and he went to the sleeping wind.

Seeing the long-lost dragon tomb building map again, he felt infinitely excited, this is where he started.

"I can't stand alone, there are boundless mountains and rivers, and hell." He was so prosperous that he couldn't even make **** and oil poems. He just hurried away and looked back at his poetic, artistic, and nostalgic memories.

No need to look for Bailong this time, as soon as he entered the map area of ​​the Beifeng Temple, he received a call from the goddess Beifeng directly.

"You did a good job." The image of Gao Jie, the goddess of the North Wind, was sitting on the throne, and the sigh of endless wind rolled up her robe, revealing the looming slender thighs.

Just when he wanted to get into the wrong, trying to see the end of his thigh, the goddess Beifeng did a beautiful job that made him aggressive.

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