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"Your hand..." She frowned and looked at the dried up blood pool. She really wanted to ask him why he killed so many people. Why did he do that? However, when she was about to say it, she could not say anything. All she could do was feel her nose ache. Why did her Qi Mo become like this?

It was not easy for him to walk out of that dark swamp. How could it be...

Qiao Sannyu took a deep breath