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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters poor thieves Mo chase(2/2)

Luoyan Mountain.

The knights in the snowy land raised piles of bonfires. Lin Zhao also raised a fire and roasted a deer leg. Lin Wanhua and Lin Xingchu had already left, leaving only Zhu Zhi, Muzhen, Chu Yu and others.

Accompanying him was Lin Xuanzhi, who looked slightly embarrassed. He was the Shanhailing of the Shanhai Division of Baidi City and was a third-grade official.

"You haven't asked for advice yet?"

Lin Zhao looked at him.

"oh……"

Lin Xuanzhi looked at Lin Zhao and knew that he was challenging seven fierce men of the upper five realms. He had a low level but a big heart, so he was filled with admiration. He clasped his fists and said, "Lin Xuazhi, Shanhai Division of the Great Shang Dynasty, third-grade Shanhailing.

"

"oh……"

Lin Zhao nodded: "I once met a sixth-grade Shaofu Ling from the Shanhai Division. He was a bad person."
Chapter completed!
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