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... here was no point in being depressed.

The price of chasing after the mosquito immortal was too high, and it was easy to get into trouble if he advanced rashly.

Song qingxiao composed herself and looked at the legs that she had torn off from the mosquito immortal. With a surge of spiritual power, the long legs turned into ice in an instant. She pinched them with her hand-

With a ‘clang’ sound of ice breaking, the long legs that had been frozen instantly shattered and turne ...

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