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"Teacher, look …" Mo Feng lightly pulled on his waist and a blood-red light flashed. A blood-red sword appeared in front of the alcoholic's eyes. The alcoholic was stunned.

The drunkard slowly stood up, wiping the sword with his teary eyes. Two drops of tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Teacher, what are you doing?" Mo Feng couldn't help but be shocked by the drunkard's reaction