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... face momentarily stiffened.
Long Baobao also noticed those black butterflies.
"Those harmful bats again." Long Baobao wasn’t going to be fooled this time; he took out his slingshot, ready to shoot down those butterflies with a Meteor Strike.
"Little Steamed Bun, don’t attack, they are our own. These are real butterflies, the Dead Butterfly of Die Mei... now should be called Elder Ying’s Dead Butterfly." Ye Lingyue didn’t expect to see Die Mei’s Dead Butterfly in the Rift ...
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