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Chapter 837

    

>>>>Eu Yang Qian lay in bed, her eyes tightly closed, her face as white as paper, even her lips had turned white. With the naked eye, you could barely see her breathing. A bandage wrapped around her...tire nation!The old man wrote here, pausing his pen. After a moment's hesitation, he wrote again: “August eleventh of the Daxia calendar, a new dragon vein has been born in the mountains. One dragon v...