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"These people... Why is there no blood? I want to see blood! Blood! "Blood!" Zhao Zhiqiu licked the blood from the back of his hand, and the red light in his eyes became even brighter.

With a swing of his long sword, the skeleton in front of him broke into pieces.

"Zhiqiu!" Han Wenyue's shout came from afar.

"Zhiqiu? Who was he calling? It was a very familiar name. Yes..