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... ord thrust.
Alarmed, the eight winged angel raise his blade to block.
His sword started to hum, his hand trembling.
Qi Aoshuang raised a brow, a bemused smile on her lips. Were they looking down on them?
“Lowly human!” The angel’s face ashened. He gripped his sword more tightly so that it did not shake. However, contrary to his words, he was overwhelmed with shock. A trifling human could be this strong? No wonder the goddess was so vested this time.
Qi Aos ...
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