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... directly evacuate, right?

In that case, how can you do it yourself?

I came here all the way.

The dual divine powers have been obtained; the yin and yang escape techniques have also been learned a lot;

Just to bully Kaguya!

By the way, use her to hone your abilities and combat power;

How could she just escape?

Xia Mu's reminder really made Spot's heart move.

The competition between him and Hasuma is not over yet!

Naturally, ...

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