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The cold and emotionless wind brushed against Yue Kong's face, and strands of his beard floated up into the air.

When he looked at the expression in Luo Xingchen's eyes, his heart was oppressed to the point that it was hard for him to breathe.

He could feel how strong Luo Xingchen's killing intent was.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have been forced into a corner, unable to turn back