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The four people stood in the sky on the grass, and the blue-stained mouth was hung with a faint smile. "Is it already here?"

Yamamoto Yuzawa said with a cold face: "Of course, this is a good place to be your grave."

"Maybe you will die here."

Blue dye slowly pulled out the sickle, and Yamamoto Yuzawa saw this scene and said: "Xia Yan, remember to avoid my flame."

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