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At the sight of the hunchbacked masked person, the words “Ninth Elder” appeared in Lin Zichen’s mind for the first time.
The man in the mask who had turned into a pile of flesh before his death had called out loudly for help from the so-called Ninth Elder.
The figure of this present hunchbacked person with white hair cascading down his back indeed fit the image of the Ninth Elder very well.
“Buzz!”
“Buzz!”
“Buzz!”
Suddenly, several vines shot ...
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