Three thousand years ago, Mo Yun alone forged the imperial weapon Ping She Bi and presented it to a ruler who brought peace to an era. 。,"Hmph, this little wretch is already in such a state, does he think he can do anything" Wang Fu looked at Mo Yun, who was weak and emaciated on the sickbed, and said disdainfully. 。,"Mo Yun smiled in response, he watched Jia Xi leave" 。When there was no sound here, Mo Yun silently closed his eyes. 。In fact, he had prepared this body long ago. The most precious thing about this body is his bone.。
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