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... of the stronghold.
The scene was a complete mess, with trenches crisscrossing everywhere.
Cheng Qingman and the other two were still alive, but they looked utterly miserable.
Especially Jiang Hai.
His right shoulder was empty, blood gushing incessantly.
The aura around him was extremely weak, yet he still gritted his teeth and held on!
“No wonder you are inner palace disciples; your strength is truly formidable!”
Mo Luo applauded.
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