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... ng she truly does not need. Even if she knelt, it wouldn’t make her gain an extra pound of flesh, and besides, she did not wish to have any additional flesh on her body.

“High Priest Demon Heart, may I ask why you have come this time?” Leng Ye cautiously raised his head and looked at An Jiuyue, inquiring.

There couldn’t be a worse situation than now. Although one couldn’t say the Eternal Night Sect was in chaos, Leng Nicen, the Young Sect Master, had only just been brought back, ...

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