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Since the robe was already being worn, there was definitely no way it could be burnt now, lest Xie Lian got burnt along with it. Xie Lian suggested, "I'll just keep the robe on me for now. It's not like it can suck my blood, and Ling Wen shouldn't be able to give any more commands either."
A draft of blue smokey mist blew by, and where Ling Wen was standing had now only a blue daruma doll, its expression very serious, and there even seemed to be scrolls in its arms. Xie Lian picked ...
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