Live for money, die for it

his sleeve robe and coldly eyed the old king.This doesn't look like an act. His eyes are cloudy and vacant, his breath unsteady when he speaks. Even I, with my meager cultivation, can tell that his i...n. If it weren't for the GPS constantly working, I would have thought I was driving into uncharted territory.When I saw familiar Chinese characters, I was so excited that I slapped the steering wheel....

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