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... ter the incident, Kyuubi also noticed.

  Although Jiuwei was talking in Yin Xiang's body, Yin Xiang still stared at the mask in a daze.

   "Hey, boy?" Nine tails continued to shout, "Forget it, I don't care about you." Nine tails pouted, then fell down to sleep.

   As soon as Jiuwei fell asleep, Yin Xiang, who was outside, also bumped and fell to the ground and fell asleep.

   It wasn't until noon the next day that Yin Xiangcai got up from the ground and wiped the sal ...

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