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... long knife in his hand, pointing the blade at Qingshuangzi, with an indifferent expression.
On the tip of the knife, there is a layer of Qi covering it, and the dark green light of the knife is invisible, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
The breeze blew by, and the incense in the room was blown crookedly by the wind, spiraling up gracefully.
At this time, Zhou An did not hesitate, stabbed out the long knife in his hand, and went towards Qingshuangzi accuratel ...
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