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Mo Zixuan's ears buzzed non-stop. The palm imprint on her face was burning hot as if it had been slashed by a knife. A trace of scarlet blood slowly flowed out of the corner of her mouth.

"Is laozi joking with you?!" Chen Dahu stared fiercely at Mo Zixuan and said with a frosty expression, "Do you really think I'm a good man and a good woman?!" Speak! If you want to die