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... re invisible cutting blades that were currently tearing his soul into pieces bit by bit.
“Don’t let your thinking run wild… little mud person, condense your mind and accept my will!”
The voice suddenly became passionate, like the morning bell or evening drum that sounded within Ye Qingyu’s mind.
At this moment, Ye Qingyu could not care about this special vision that he was having. He was no longer looking at the figure being devoured by that silver flame. Instead, a ...
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