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... ask, walking in slowly.
As he walked, his hands formed claws.
Immediately, a pale white mist emanated from the two corpses, drifting toward the person's hands, and finally absorbed into the skin of his hands.
Witnessing this, Zhou Wutao's eye twitched slightly. He slowly put down the roast suckling pig and wine jar in his hands, stared at Su Que, and demanded:
"Who are you?"
Su Que did not answer Zhou Wutao, but instead coldly swept his eyes from under the ...
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