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... ue-eyed wolf. With a kiss from the wolf, Xu Xiang lost 65 points of health. A monster with a high level has a level effect when attacking players Yes, once again, Xu Xiang leaned down slightly, rubbing his dew claws, leaving only a single digit of blood.

Take out a bottle of primary blood and drink it. At this time, Xu Xiang is still desperately running. The cooling time of the potion is 30 seconds. If the blood drops again, there is no way to replenish it. Once again, it will reach the b ...

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