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An extremely pungent smell entered her nose. Not only did Jiang Li and Ning Zhi smell it, but even the non-martial practitioner, Rong Xiaoyi, could clearly smell it. She almost vomited.

"What is that smell?" This... Is someone pulling on the pockets of his pants? " Rong Xiaoxiao covered her nose and mouth as she quickly retreated into the distance