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Not long after the vine left, countless vines swarmed her left and right like snakes!

Yan Qingyi waved the Sky oak bundle in her hand, and rolled over it. The Sky oak bundle in her hand heavily whipped the vines on the ground!

The vine winced in pain.

"Junior Sister!" Qin Ziheng's voice sounded.

Yan Qingyi turned around and saw Qin Ziheng!

"Senior Brother