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Chu Yan was still asleep.
He was fast asleep and did not react to what was happening around him at all, not to mention that he was aware of Zhao Lianxing's actions of drawing her sword.
In the gloomy palace, the sharp sword edge slowly flowed from the sword body to the sword tip, before condensing into a speck of light.
Narrowing her eyes and looking at Chu Yan