Chapter 64: The Treasure of the MOE
Ye Fan turned to one side and cursed in a voice that could not be heard: "Fat bastard surnamed Duan, I curse you to give birth to a son without an asshole!" "The poor are monks. They don't marry and have children." "You can hear all this?" Ye Fan was really a little afraid of him, and said, "Master Duan Dao, you'd better go quickly, and you have robbed me of three Lingbao, and now you are not satisfied?" "I still have some fate with my little friend..." The fat priest answered with a smile. "God of the surname Duan sticks you too much!" Ye Fan blackened his face, strode down the stone mountain, could not provoke this unscrupulous Taoist, he could only leave. "Edge together edge apart, it seems that the poor and small friends today fate has been, but another day is not easy to say, per
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