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... o Yiyun’s brows were shrouded in black mist, his lips were dark, his eyebrows pitch black, and his face twisted into an expression of pain and madness.
Pfft!
Xiao Yiyun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his breath grew frail.
"No! I must endure. I want that brat dead. I want everyone who’s wronged me to perish!"
Xiao Yiyun uttered in an icy, horrifying voice. His eyes closed again, his hands waving as the Netherworld Ghost Blade’s endless Ghost Evil Qi surge ...
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