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... ghteous man."
Yao Qingyi's eyes sank, and he clenched the sharp sword in his hand: "Nightinger, this is your last chance."
Nightingale snorted disdainfully, turned her gaze, and lightly landed on Shen Yaowei.
Shen Yaowei could clearly feel that the moment Nightingale's eyes fell on her, she became a little softer.
However, her soft eyes seemed to be looking at a cat or dog she liked, seemingly mild but extremely offensive.
Nightingale raised her sharp b ...
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