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Seeing this, Chu He staggered a step forward and was about to say something when he saw Lan Yin fiddling with her lute again.

Two strands of mystical silk whizzed out, accompanied by an ear-piercing sound, as they tore off Zhen Qingyuan's tongue and eyes.

Fresh red blood gushed out and soaked the floor.

Facing such a bloody scene, Lan Yin remained unmoved