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Wei Yang reached into the white jade box, his fingers lightly touching the mutton-fat jade bottle inside.
The moment his fingers made contact with the jade bottle, his brows lifted slightly.
A bone-chilling cold spread from the point of contact, and in just the blink of an eye, a thin layer of frost had already covered his entire palm. Even worse, the frost seemed to be rapidly creeping up his arm.
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Wei Yang’s expression changed, ...
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