C409 No winner or loser

Ah!

Zuo Pianfan fell onto the ground heavily, the mud had dyed a large part of his green robe. Reaching out a hand to rub his right shoulder, it was sticky … Blood...

The sword in Dong Fengpo's hand had fresh red blood on it, the blood flowing down the blade of the sword and dripping on the ground, mixed with the turbid rain that was shocking to the eye.

"Master!"

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