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"Lyi Xue."

Ye Fan's deep voice sounded.

There was a trace of worry in his tone, but more of it was anger.

That thick killing intent seemed to have a solid substance, covering Feng Jianjing's entire body.

But he did not make a move.

Lyi Xue was no longer Wu Xia or Ah Meng. Such a slow attack should not be able to harm her.

As expected