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The blood on Chen Yi's chest dripped onto the ground and fused with the blood on his feet. A mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat. He spat on Bai Gu Mo Chen's sword and fell miserably into a pool of blood.

"Chen Yi!" Leng Qingyan shouted and rushed over to hug him tightly. He raised his hand and gently caressed her cheeks. With a smile, he said, "Take good care of our child