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... Caught off guard, Lin Bing was hit by that monk’s underhand trick. When she fell to the ground, she immediately spat blood. A clear imprint was left on her neck, as white as snow. The scent of Evil Qi emerged.
With a frosty expression, she slowly rose from the ground, staring coldly at the six monks before her.
All six were cultivators of the Nascent Soul realm.
Lin Bing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes gleaming with coldness. “People of the Butu Bud ...
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