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... ch black, with only the faint moonlight piercing through dense leaves to illuminate some areas.
A gentle breeze blew, causing the leaves to rustle loudly, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.
A demon cultivator, his chest soaked in blood and already severely injured, was staggering as he fled.
"No, I don’t want to die here."
Yin Wenwen clutched her chest, where a through-and-through bullet wound was visible, faintly revealing the beating heart inside.
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