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In an instant, the head fell to the ground.

Boiling blood splattered on the young scarlet official robe. It was like a red plum blossoming in the air, extremely enchanting and enchanting.

Xie Heng sheathed his sword, his expression did not change at all, "Cut it, then there's no need to talk about logic anymore."

There was a moment of silence.

A moment later