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"Woosh, woosh, woosh ~ ~ ~"

Without any time to think, the soldiers behind the two quickly rushed towards Su Qian Yue.

With a thought, the dagger shone with a cold light, creating an illusion of a sword. The tip of the blade carried a hint of coldness and indifference, but it caused the warriors' pupils to shrink slightly.

It was impossible for someone else to contract the sword