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... he could observe the surroundings, an unexpected voice that he least wanted to hear rang.
"Nie Xiao, nephew, what a coincidence."
Li Minghua's voice was as gentle as ever, but his eyes were as cold as a viper.
Mo Yanchu was the one that even Yun Xiao's ancestors dreaded. Li Minghua didn't dare to enlighten him. He unexpectedly made a noise to disperse Mo Yanchu's attention. He immediately zoomed in and attacked the opponent.
The magic weapon he used was the Qipin Sou ...
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