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... rch for them to me, ’Twin God’ Aomei Cutli," laughed the sharp voice from the void, and at this moment, Bimon Ancestor of the Four-eyed Clan and his companions were flying through the clouds at high speed, heading straight towards the location of Su Yu and An Xue.

With their abilities, it was easy to find out that An Xue was the heir of Loulan. According to the rumors, it was Loulan’s totem that had obtained the map. Now that Loulan’s totem was nowhere to be found, An Xue had become thei ...

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