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... yin fire bead. Despite this, Zuo Mo didn’t feel it a pity. That poison fan was not very endearing, and the glow of the remaining talismans were very good.
It was a pity there wasn’t the time to admire them one by one, so Zuo Mo threw it all into his ring.
Zuo Mo sighed. What he sighed at was not the power of the yin fire bead, but the maxim”We are sword xiu, whatever we need we will take it with our sword!” that the sect leader and others always said.
Battle ...
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