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... ked on Hong Luoyu’s head with the scabbard, producing a booming sound.
Hong Luoyu lay flat on the ground, eating a mouthful of dust.
The Taoist, with a tear mole in the corner of his eye, elegantly withdrew his sword, pondering seriously:
"Don’t speak carelessly."
"However, what the thief said wasn’t entirely unreasonable. Considering the methods Wang Tiance displayed in the previous era, if he hadn’t made any arrangements, it wouldn’t make sense."
Wu Chan ...
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