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Chapter 2671: Pursuit

    

lden lines, like chains, tightened constantly, imprisoning his movements."What kind of trickery is this When did you put these markings on me"The old devil looked at Chen Ping in some surprise.He was...ors had portrayed him!Just as Chen Ping and the Ghost Elder of Mo Mountain were pulling and tugging, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from behind them!"Well done, Chen Ping, you actually dared to...