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... art. "Other than detonating, I can also use the mark to improve them."

Xiao Shi tried activating the imprint.

Yang Zhen and Wang Changhuan were drinking happily. Suddenly, they froze.

"Junior Brother Xiao, can your wine… still increase my blood and qi? Why do I feel that… my blood and qi are more abundant than usual?" Yang Zhen looked at Xiao Shi in confusion.

"Me too!" Wang Changhuan was also shocked.

"I don't know… I'm drinking too. Why didn't I improve? ...

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