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ot necessary to cover up and disguise, he reduces the number of times he uses the clown ability to control his expression .

. Lei Nite Ti Nicole did not say, bite gold and reply, disappeared in the place.

watched the lady messenger departed, after Klein gently by, in the heart himself a few words:

I 新西安夜网 do not know Sha Miss Lun will they use the blood to deal with the members of the Rose School in Backlund?

Miss Sharon’s current energy is mainly focused on promotion, and may not be mixed, but Maric will not necessarily

replace Emlyn with the mother goddess The church priest’s robe, wearing a black formal dress and a silk top hat, walked out of the Harvest Church and got into a rental carriage parked beside the street. After

instructing the destination, he casually cast his eyes out of the window.

At this moment Emlyn felt it in his heart, and his body moved abruptly, leaving the original position at a speed that could drag out the afterimage, and switched to the side.

Then, he saw a figure suddenly appeared in the opposite void:

This is a young man with an unbuttoned coat, revealing 西安夜生活第一论坛网 the white shirt and black vest inside.His black hair is a little messy and does not seem to be combed properly, and his brown eyes are full of oppressive feeling, as if he is restraining the hidden. Some kind of impulse.

Looking at the other person’s pale face, Emlyn lifted his chin slightly and smiled not nervously at all:

You have finally come to me.

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Emlyn said with a hey:

Do you think I will not know the history of the Rose School, and I don’t know the defect of the Temperance School before?

Well, how do you call it?

Maric. The young man replied, this is the information you got from the high-level

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You are smarter than I thought.

In this way, he affirmed the other party’s guess.

Maric was slow