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Mo Hua carefully put away the two spirit stones, plucked a fresh piece of grass root, and continued drawing on the ground.,The slender young master sneered, “You’re telling me that just because your family background isn’t as good as mine, you don’t have as many spirit stones, and your array formations are better than mine, it means I’m stupid and inferior to others What’s so great about that”,The stele had no inscription, yet from the moment I first saw it in the ink painting, I seemed to know its name.。

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