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"Since you want it, I'll give it to you. Why can't you hold it? Do you need help? " Qing Lei's figure suddenly appeared behind Tia Po, Fire Quicksand quickly took shape in his hands, and as he spoke, his extended fist had already reached Tia Po's back.

"Crap!" I've fallen into a trap! " Tia Po quickly threw away the Seven-layer Sword in his hand and turned around in panic