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"Puff …" Ao Qing, whose mouth was filled with blood, supported himself with one hand as he crawled to the spot where Loong Teng was standing a moment ago. He could not help but shout, "This sovereign, this sovereign …"

After a short period of time, a black-clothed person inside an inn of the Light Empire: "Pfft …" He spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at the sky with a dull expression