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In the hands of Zuo Qingying, a purple cold sword stabbed into the heart of the phoenix dance!

A drop of amber phoenix blood was picked up by the tip of the sword and suspended in the air.

Zuo Qingyi grabbed the left hand and grabbed the amber bloodbee in his hand, slamming it and directly pinching it!

The blood of the hand was full, but the face of Zuo Qingying found a strange sneer.

Looking at the little girl lying on the ground and crouching, Zuo Qingying s ...

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