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"Aiya, let me speak up for Zixian because of this old man's order." Yi Qing smiled and said, then looked at his clothes, clucked his tongue and said, "Zixian, your hand speed is naturally indescribable, but let me ask you, can you not splash so much blood the next time you make it? Look, my clothes are wasted again!"

Ahhh!

Momo covered her head with her hands and screamed with her eyes closed