Indus forest.


    Dozens of Chen Luo''s manuscripts were lined up, surrounding the Qinglong Emperor in the center.


    The Qinglong Emperor swept his head full of ginseng baby with his soul and took a deep breath.


    Whether the old man''s reputation can be maintained, that''s all in one fell swoop.


    Jianjia stood not far away and watched nervously.


    Emperor, it doesn''t matter if you can take down the ginseng fruit tree, don''t damage Xiao Luo''s manuscript.


    At this time, the sycamore forest blew out of thin air


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