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Chapter 112 The Mausoleum of the World (7)(2/2)

The children cried.

The sound is even smaller.

Wang Jian stood in the middle of the army, looking at these young men with deep eyes.

Be willing to give up or reluctant to give up...

Wang Jian laughed.

He is like a tiger, and he doesn't have any expressions easily.

The smile at this moment was slight.

He smiled and turned and left.

Looking forward to meeting next time.

Next time, you will no longer be Koreans, but Qins.
Chapter completed!
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