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Seeing the black figure's actions, Bai Li understood in his heart. With a cold laugh, he quietly shifted his gaze away.

"Ah Mo."

Bai Li held Mo Beichen's hand, and pulled his sleeves, letting everyone see his hands and wrists.

Her slender hands were as white as jade and flawless. Where did this wound come from?

"How can there be no wound? "I don't believe it ?"

He Wenjin's eyes widened