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"Eighth level Soul Formation, not bad. How about you become my wife?" "My Black Wind Stronghold is lacking a woman like you, hehe ?"

Hong San had lost, Ma Xiaoyun did not panic at all, instead, he smiled at Hong Shi.

"Humph!" The next one to die will be you! "

Hong Ye snorted, and lashed out once more at Ma Xiaoyun.

Pow!

Ma Xiaoyun's lips curved up in a cold smile