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... bed something!
He grabbed his own backpack! The movement was coming from within his own bag.
“F*ck, so it was you!” Tang Zheng could not help but curse as he finally let out a breath of relief. He hurriedly took off his backpack and took out the culprit.
It was the black blade.
It was what he had obtained from the black clothed devil.
After the black-clothed devil had died, the black blade became an ownerless object making it easy for him to drip ...
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