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The man’s expression turned stern, and a black wind rose from his sleeves, scattering the blood mist. However, Nangong Zifeng, who was behind the blood mist, had vanished without a trace.
Threads of bone-chilling murderous intent emanated from him, and his purple eyes grew even colder. Suddenly, a familiar presence approached from behind, causing his body to stiffen while also gradually melting the iciness at the bottom of his eyes…
Now, he possessed a gentleness that ...
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