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Chapter 2662 Pomegranate Skirt

    

ed a few people toward Chen Ping's room.Chen Ping slowly stood up at this moment, his internal spiritual energy surging, a powerful feeling he had never experienced before. Looking at his golden fists...breath."Holy Light Fist..."Chen Ping gritted his teeth and directly unleashed the Holy Light Fist.A burst of golden light pierced through the void, dazzling and intense. It slammed head-on into Ning D...