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As Su Luo had anticipated, no more than a while later, Situ Ming’s face overflowed with cold sweat, it rolled and landed on the ground. Perspiration soaked through his chest and back.
Situ Ming could feel his own body’s functions gradually decline, spirit force gradually becoming less, but this Chi Xiao Sword, he actually….like a wildly rushing feral leopard, the more he rushed, the braver it was!
“Puchi!” A smear of blood overflowed from the corner of Situ Ming’s ...
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