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After that.

Lee Zhixia was so tired that she passed out. Lu Tingyun carried her and leaned on the back seat. He slowly reached out his hand to touch the five handprints on her face and the red spot on her shoulder.

A dark, bloodthirsty light flashed through his pitch-black pupils.

He took out his phone and called Gu Wenhao.

"Use the fastest speed possible to rush to the Dust Garden