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... g on, Chen Fan had no idea.
After a moment of silence, Chen Fan gently rubbed his left index finger, and a grain of rice-sized drop of golden blood fell from it into the drop of Demon’s Blood in the palm of his right hand.
“…”
Ziteng Zhenyi and Jing Shang once again widened their eyes in shock.
The blood of this young man is golden?
...
Was he not human?
Just as the two were stunned…
“Boom!”
The drop of Demon’s Blood in Chen ...
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