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... s eyes narrowed—
In the nick of time, a cold light flashed by, Xie Huai's figure in white stood in front of him, and with a sword he picked out Wu Yimei's whip!
Xie Huai's black eyes were like abyss, his voice was cold, and he paused every word: "Stop, hold."
Although Xie Huai had restrained himself and used the back of his sword so as not to cut off the whip of poison ivy with one sword, Wu Yimei still staggered a step, the blood in his chest surged, seeing Xie Huai standin ...
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