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Hearing the battle spirit's words, Ling Yan couldn't help but lower her head to look at the slightly pale white delicate mouth in her arms, and her Adam's apple couldn't help but roll.

"Fight ?" "A battle spirit, does it really have to be like this?"

"Nonsense, you can't even feed it with your hand, it's better to use your mouth to shake it. Even if your mouth is shaking