Chapter 1912 Invitations

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Because he was too excited, Li Tianxing's body trembled a little. He stared at Li Siwu and asked, "Fourth, where did this skill come from?"

"My brother sent me back to my father." Li Siwu Dao.

"Younger brother?" Li Tianxing looked slightly corrugated and then laughed and said,...

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