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Ye Gumeng's expression was solemn as she stared at the blood-red palm and the black fingers in the air. She could feel the strength contained within the blood-red palm, and the madness in her eyes was unquestionable.

"Puchi …" It was as if the blood-red hand was not obstructed, and directly grabbed the black finger that Ye Gu Meng had shot out