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Yi Qing moved, there was no place for him to vent his anger.

"How is it? When can she wake up? " In the middle of Hidden Snow Palace, Jun Jinglan stood in front of the carving bed bed, looking coldly and ruthlessly at the middle-aged man who was giving treatment to the youth. His face was extremely gloomy, his voice extremely cold, and his entire body was releasing a strong killing intent