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... p> Yang Tian did not hide his aura.

Bei Ya turned around abruptly and saw Yang Tian standing in front of him with a smile.

“Didn’t you leave?”

Bei Ya said in surprise.

Yang Tian smiled and said, “But I came back.”

After saying that, Yang Tian walked around the destroyed talisman array.

Actually, after seeing the destroyed Talisman Array, bei YA was very regretful. He thought that if Yang Tian was here, he would definitely be able to repair the tali ...

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