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Wen Jiu suddenly flew off the ground. Startled, he grabbed ahold of the green-robed man's arm.
They thought that he would fly away, but who knew that this person would suddenly unsheathe his sword, and the cold sword would release a silver light that pierced straight into Xie Xuan's heart.
Third Young Master stood on the spot and looked over. His handsome face was still expressionless