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Yan Qingyang and Wu Dali stepped onto the Flying Handkerchief and soared into the sky to leave. Just as they took a few steps, a shadow flashed across them and a person appeared in front of them. It was the gray-robed cultivator and Dong Yao.
"Hehe, you sure are alert!" The gray-robed cultivator sneered as he looked at Yan Qingyang.
Yan Qingyang frowned and secretly made preparations
