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Seven or eight men carrying swords chased after Mingyou, ignoring Liu Xia Xia, who took a step forward. Liu Xia Xia ran a few steps before stopping as people came from all directions, "Help, help!" Along the way, they finally met a passerby. Liu Xia Xia held him back, "Quick, there's someone killing in front. Help!" However, that man was just an ordinary commoner. The moment he heard that
