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Qin Xuan tried to retreat, but it was too late. The rainstorm-like silver needle mixed with a piercing silver light shot out from the puppet's mechanism straight at his face.

Qin Xuan couldn't dodge in time, so he could only roll backwards.

The whole row of rainstorm pear blossom silver needle straight from the lower jaw straight into the face.

The crowd cried out in alarm