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Chapter nine hundred and fifty-three, the indifferent fairy in the pot(2/2)

The fairy in the pot was sucking and pulling, her clothes were rushing, but her expression still did not change at all.

It's only a matter of time before he can be taken away.

But he was so calm.

"Have you forgotten your partner?" said the immortal in the pot suddenly.

Luo Sen was shocked and looked back suddenly, and found that the vine barrier had shrunk to a very small size. If it was not interrupted, something might really happen.

The calm voice of the immortal in the pot came: "When Qingbao dealt with your partner, he will naturally come to help me."

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill Qingbao now?" Luo Sen was furious.

"Please."

But if he returns now, all his previous efforts will be wasted.

The immortal in the pot will definitely escape.

But if you delay, Lu Yin and the others are likely to die, and then they can free up their hands to deal with Luo Sen.

This is the plot of the immortal in the pot.

The immortal in the pot didn't care about Qing Bao's life, but Luo Sen couldn't ignore the life of his partner, and he couldn't afford to gamble.

"Immortal in the pot! I swear that one day I will put you in the demon refining pot." Luo Sen put away the demon refining pot, quickly turned back, and roared while flying.
Chapter completed!
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