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After a long while, Qin Yan let go of Mu Jiuer, but her eyes stared at the corner of her lips that was drenched in blood. With a cold tone, she said, "We don't like it when our things are touched by others, so you better remember this well, don't let Nan Xiangfei touch you, otherwise we won't be able to resist cutting off his hand."

Mu Jiuer originally had some illusions