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... the storm. He was launched into the air and then landed heavily on the ground.
Moreover, he fell in front of Qing Yuanzhi’s group.
Uncle An spurted out a mouthful of blood and lay weakly on the ground, his body twitching constantly.
“Hahaha~” Qing Yuanzhi’s men burst into laughter. Some stepped forward and kicked Uncle An in the face, saying, “This old man thinks too highly of himself, daring to go after our young master. You’re just a piece of trash from the Nascent Soul ...
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