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Xiao Lingqiu’s cold eyes surveyed the surroundings, trying to locate her personal Ghost Guard.
"It should be, right?"
Jiang Shouzhong casually plucked a glowing three-petal flower and pointed to the blood-stained right thigh of Xiao Lingqiu, "Can you handle it yourself? Need help bandaging it?"
Only then did Xiao Lingqiu notice that her right leg was injured.
A sharp stone shard had pierced into the flesh.
However, thanks to the side effects of R ...
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