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"Senior, you don't deserve to be called such a senior." Jiang Ming said and walked in front of Bing Ling. He tapped Bing Ling's forehead with his finger and a telepathic thought entered Bing Ling's mind. Bing Ling immediately knew that the two people standing in front of him were the two humans from the lower realm who left without saying anything.

"You are the Purple Mist!" Bing Ling exclaimed