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... ingchen stood with her sword pointed above his head, staring down at Su Shi.
Su Shi was lying on the ground, his chest had been pierced, blood rushing out like a fountain that instantly dyed the surrounding ground red.
A direct hit to the heart, his death was certain.
Judging from the wound, he would not survive less than half a burning incense stick.
“It’s finally all over…”
Su Shi was a transmigrator.
He w ...
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