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... umbled up and tried to rush over to protect Xiao Bai.

Curse Xie turned his head suddenly, and laughed in anger. He pulled up a gloomy smile and said, "Aren't you a dog? Bark twice. I'm in a good mood, so I'll save his life and play slowly."

The sane Yi Ning, who managed to slow down beside him, saw the scene in front of him, and wanted to draw his sword and rush up, but his wrist was tightly bound by a hand like iron tongs, and the person behind him said lightly, "Just watch the sh ...

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