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... ds behind his back in the howling wind, his black robe almost blending into the night.
The narrow, pitch-black eyes under the mask were coldly watching Zuo Yan, who was writhing on the ground in agony, tortured by the Blood Poisonous Insect, experiencing a fate worse than death.
After recuperating for a few days and recovering slightly, Nie Jiuque came to settle the score with Zuo Yan.
If it hadn’t caused such great harm to Wen Xiao’ai, Nie Jiuque wouldn’t be in such a hu ...
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