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Bo Leyao stood at the top of the mountain as a gust of wind swept over her, lifting the hem of her clothes and making her look like a fairy. However, this Xianer was filled with killing intent. Her gaze locked onto the bald man watching them from not far away, her eyes sharp and brimming with murderous intent. Even a single look made the bald man subconsciously take a step back