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1140. Chapter 1140 No lower limit to spoiling your wife 41

A thunder struck.

Accompanied by it, a snake-like silver light tore down from the top of the sky, arriving in an instant and hitting the woman who fell rapidly.

The woman's figure fell faster.

One moment they were forty feet away in the sky, and the next moment they were in front of them. ----------------------------

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