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This race's unique bloodline, even without any cultivation, looked as though they were descended from heaven to the mortal world. Their bearing was noble and indescribable.

"My lord." The woman named Rain made a bow to Poison Master Ying Ying.

Poison Ji nodded her head and looked at Xiang Yangfan, "Listen to him, do whatever he says."

Rain's gaze landed on Yang Fan's face