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Naturally, Su Qingyue did not know about this as she did not sense the change in the medicinal properties of the brush dust.

He looked at the brush with disbelief.

"What is it? "Nothing."

Hearing the mocking tone in the brush, Zhang Xuan's voice sounded.

Su Qian Yue left the space in a flash, and no longer cared about the brush dust.

"Big Brother Pen Chen