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... d mirror, the edge of the sharp rotating "crackling" hit the raised fangs of the black knife.
Mihawk stared unblinkingly at the cheek that was close to him, his head tilted slightly, but the big knife, which was as tall as a man, was as light as an embroidery needle, flashing like a butterfly through a flower, turning back and posing in the shape of a cross in front of him. , actually contrasting strangely with the cross pattern on the center of Yaerlin's eyebrows, dark and secluded.
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