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The blood on the throat of the woman in red on the ground was still dripping, while the blood on the longsword in Cai He's hand was still dripping. Under the moonlight, everyone's eyes were focused on the blue-clothed Cai He. Those who once had the thought of flirting with her all felt a lingering fear.

"Who are you?"

Long Fei's interest was piqued. He turned around and sat on the chair