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"Master, are we going to save that boy in white clothes on the Demon Island?" Several breaths later, the hesitating voice of Zhi Mu's soul drifted over again. It sounded like it was trying to test something.

After a long period of silence, Sheng Xuan still didn't give him any response. He only lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashing as if he were deep in thought, or perhaps deep in thought