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The innkeeper saw a pair of cold lights rushing towards him and chuckled lightly, “Only the dead would produce such a chilling wind.”
An Jing said, “I think you seem very much like a dead man.”
The innkeeper felt a sudden chill in his heart and subconsciously retreated backwards.
He knew he had encountered a tough opponent, the young man in white before him looked unassuming, but his strength was undoubtedly terrifying.
An Jing asked indifferently, “Who ar ...
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