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... he light of the Primordial Spirit flashed by, its glossiness pouring into Black Cub's body, heading straight for its mind.
The Queen of the South Ming no longer paid attention to Black Cub. In her view, even if this black dog had the bloodline of the Demon Emperor from the Demonic Race, its power was so weak that it was unlikely to survive under her hand.
She turned her gaze once again to Cheng Guang, who was deep in sleep, her hands forming seals, the Divine glossiness flickerin ...
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