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"If it isn't something important, I believe that you don't need that head of yours." Leng Jinghong took out the envelope in the disciple's hand, turned around and used his Qing Gong to return to his room.

"Good, very good! Xiao Wen, your death is near, hahaha! "I never thought that the heavens would not destroy my heathens." Leng Jinghong looked at the letter in his hand