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... d in cold sweat!

This crack was less than half a meter wide. Even Wang Xiao had to tilt his body to enter. At that time, his chest and back would definitely rub against the rock walls on both sides, or rather, the [Poison Feather Thorn] hidden in the weeds…

Wang Xiao did not know what it was like to be poisoned by this poison, but from the last “suggestion” in the introduction, the feeling after being poisoned was definitely not very good!

“That was close!”

Wang Xiao ...

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