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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
rew was, at that moment, clutching his head and banging it against a tree."Ah…………" Andrew cried out, "Chen, just kill me, I can't control myself!"A sliver of sanity remained, allowing Andrew to fight... has already re-imposed spatial restraints on the dungeon!“Seems like I need to find an opportunity to get into the dungeon and take a good look around!”Chen Ping got up and walked out of the room, in...