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... fingernail, flying into the khaki bead.
Shen Nongtuo raised his hand to collect the magic weapon, put the round bead in his palm, and said, "This is the Xuan Mi bead, which I painstakingly refined, and it can keep a little bit of the true spirit of a dying person."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay. After a while, someone said suspiciously: "Ninety-ninety percent of Lu Chixiao's primordial spirit has been wiped out, and even if h ...
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