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... on the branches, exposing the withered black branches. In the vast field of vision, there was some vitality, but there were two pools of thick blood on the ground. Melting into the snow, dyeing the snow red, everyone in the tent was silent.
Two first-class fighters got up from the ground, pointed at Ning Qing and said nothing. They couldn't see the essence of Ning Qing, a great practitioner, but they were able to beat the two of them so easily that they had no power to fight back. No nee ...
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