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Zhou Zihan pulled Zhou Cangzhu to the side and looked at the black fox warily.

Everyone abandoned watching the black fox eat the roasted chicken. Zhong Wentao took the opportunity to draw a big circle with the blood from his fingertips, trapping the black fox inside.

His fingers were already ice-cold, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't squeeze out any blood.

In order to be cautious