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Wu Zimo's expression was stiff as he woodenly took the small porcelain bottle out of his hand. Immediately, his hands trembled slightly as he took out the pill from the porcelain bottle.

The moment the red pill landed in his hands, his face instantly paled. At the same time, cold sweat dripped down his forehead as if he had seen a demon, and he quickly threw the pill away

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