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Chapter 145: The Fake Table

    

eams of light enveloped Chen Ping's body, leaving him no time to dodge.Ding ding ding……After a sharp sound, sparks flew everywhere. Several white chess pieces fell to the ground, shattered into pieces... then what about the Blood Demon's body"Song Qingping looked at Chen Ping and asked."Rest assured, as long as your Demon Spirit Sect comes in good faith, this Blood Demon's body will be yours. It serv...