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Chapter 1285: Gold Belly, Silver Hips

    

。Tang Wulin's eyes narrowed as he looked at the Wu Changkong in front of him. He seemed to see himself when he first faced him back then. 。White clothes, blue sword, icy snow and frost. 。Although Ta...ng!"The longsword shattered with a sound, the Blood-Stained Warrior flew backward, spraying blood. In the golden light, the white spear halted at his throat. Even if it advanced another inch, it could...