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"Huh?" "Is this sickle not bad?"

Jiang Mo stretched out his hand and the flying scythe returned to itself, flying straight at Jiang Mo.

"Hmm?" The lich king fiercely rushed forward and grabbed the scythe's hilt, holding the scythe in his hand.

Jiang Mo glanced at the lich king, flexed his hands, and charged forward