
The Astarte of the B
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The cheap blue cotton overalls were dark and shiny, even the cotton stuffing around the waist was bursting out. The cowhide boots, without a thick sole, were also cheap goods. Though they rubbed against his feet, at least he could walk freely on the ground.,Even while falling backwards in a heap, their hands and feet were still moving back relentlessly.,But even so, Lan En still stood in front of Bolong.。