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... hilling horror surge through him, a coldness striking directly at his crown.
He couldn’t even care about the pain of his broken leg as he let out a terrified scream.
He knew he was definitely going to die!
Zhu Lingshi tried desperately to resist, but he was so weak that he couldn’t even stand, and could only watch as the war blade descended toward his face.
At that moment, a middle-aged man with a pale face dressed in the attire of a sixth-rank palace servant appe ...
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