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"The person who came was not kind." Yin Ling smiled at the figure, as if she didn't notice her situation at all. Meanwhile, Sheng Xuan anxiously stood in front of Yin Ling, holding his wooden sword to protect her.

At this moment, the figure slowly approached them. Within a few breaths, a man in a red robe with a fireball in his hand walked out from the sea of fire