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... ailed to hurt Wu Dao, caught Chu Yifeng’s body, pulled his arm over his shoulder for support.
“Sister…” Chu Yifeng’s trembling hand pointed toward Rong Sheng.
Wu Dao held a box in his hand and quickly moved to her side again.
Rong Sheng coolly shook her head at them, “Don’t come over, he can travel freely, this box… you can’t hurt him, don’t come!”
If someone must die, let it be her alone.
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