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Murong Qing quickly pulled Han Xiu and stopped.

Han Xiu turned his head to look at him, only to see him pointing at his waist, and then pointing at his own waist:

"Da Zhuang, look! Three laps! "

Han Xiu looked down and saw that both his and Murong Qing's Fragrant Pebble were emitting a light halo.

"What's going on? Could it be that Ann Ke and the rest are nearby? "

Han Xiu looked around