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Douluo Continent: I Scammed Tang San Using the Trading System

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[Douluo Continent fanfiction, anti-Tang San, Grandmaster, group, joining the Spirit Hall. Enter at your own risk.] Tang San: I want to make hidden weapons, but I don't have the money. What should I do ? Yin Hao: I'll give you some. Tang San: I want to build a sect, but I don't have the land. What should I do? Yin Hao: I'll buy it for you. Tang San was moved to tears, "Brother Hao, you're so good to me! How can I repay you?" Yin Hao: We're brothers, what's this talk of repayment? Then a voice sounded in Yin Hao's mind. "Congratulations, host, you have reached a deal with Tang San and obtained 1% of Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline." "Congratulations, host, you have reached a deal with Tang San and obtained level one of Tang San's soul power." Yin Hao's lips curled up slightly as he looked at Tang San, who was still feeling sentimental. "Little San, is there anything else you want?"
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