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Yan Qingyang clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

Yun Lele saw it and wanted to help. However, the moment he stood up, he immediately sat back down with a pale face. It was not because the pills were bad, but because Devil Cultivator's techniques were different from the righteous cultivators.

Yun Lele glanced at Yan Qingyang apologetically.

Yan Qingyang frowned and turned around