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Chapter 373 The wind rises and the clouds spread out...(2/12)
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The monk only sees one
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Come down
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Wang Kang smiled
Question
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Can you eat chicken?
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Don't eat
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Don't eat
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�I roast chicken�
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�Chicken�
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All have eaten
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�This is called Huaji
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� Still the first
See you again
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The monk wiped the corner of his mouth.
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No
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�I'll try it
Taste
To be continued...
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