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... a Demon, such a vile spawn! Everyone has the right to kill him!"
Long Qingwan’s elegant brows furrowed, and she immediately rebuked him coldly.
"Fine. Since you want to kill me—very well. I, Ye Tianling, swear on my supreme Divine Blood! I will definitely shove a Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod up you! I’ll make you wish you were dead, make you suffer endless humiliation!"
Que De, who loved to stir up trouble, immediately started making vicious threats in Ye Tianling’s name. < ...
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