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... pe behind him.

It was a turquoise, crimson-flaming rattan, tightly wrapping around a person.

Emperor Yan dragged hard, as if he was dragging a prisoner, and dragged him all the way through the space door.

The man who was chained had tears in his eyes and looked sad and aggrieved, as if someone had bullied him.

"Ji Xuanyuan?"

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched. He wanted to laugh, but felt it was inappropriate.

That rattan rope was transformed by the ...

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