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... stance, but his blue eyes are full of cold and coercive.
Ling Luo laughed back angrily, the supernatural power was spinning rapidly in his hands, and the icicles on his fingertips kept hitting Shijing.
The ripples in the air suddenly folded and swung round and round, and the raindrop-like ice cone twisted and melted instantly when it was one meter away from the Shijingmen door.
But Shi Jing was like a person without incident, he never raised his head from the beginning to th ...
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