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... nt any accidents from happening, Fu Shang immediately killed him.
She lowered her eyes and stared at the silver thread in her hand. She pinched the two ends and pulled slightly, and it was easy for her palm to be cut.
She curled her thin lips slightly.
Staring at the blood on it, Fu Shang laughed.
She looked at the head of the leader that had fallen to the ground. Her voice was pleasant, but it had an inexplicable sense of eeriness and gloominess.
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