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Tianming looked down at the ancient and heavy coffin of the gods. The eternal murals and patterns on its surface made his blood rush.
"I haven't looked inside myself. Let's open it together," Wudi said with a stern look. He stared at the Flameyellow Coffin and said, "My Little Coffin, open!"
Tianming almost fainted at that; Lin Xiaodao also loved to refer to his treasured drinking guard in a similar manner. Are all single middle-aged men like them this weird?
Calling Wudi a middle-aged man was a little off, as he wasn't even a hundred years old. According...



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