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"Oh right, Brushstroke and Little Yun —" Su Qingyue was even more clear-headed from the pain and subconsciously opened her mouth to ask.

Yin Zhu smiled helplessly and replied, "It's alright. Lord God Child and the celestial sovereign will follow us."

Hua Shu, who was controlling the Red Luan at the front, nodded his head, "That's right. You don't know about Lord God's cultivation