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In the face of that wisp of gray mist from the nebula in Wang Feng's body, the cold current that seeped out from the center of the Danfeng's eyebrows was like a desperate dog that had escaped from its home, panicking like a fish that had escaped the net. It followed the path it came from, passing through Wang Feng's meridians and returning to the meridians in his shoulder and arm.

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