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The Ghost May Cry was really like the Ghost May Cry now. Ouyang Feiying frowned.

The Dragon Soul Knife dragged on the stone floor, creating a string of sparks.

In the palace, everyone's attention was attracted to the Ghost May Cry, and only Shangguan Yan was still incessantly attacking Ban Tianyue.

"Nephew Zhang Feng, it has been many years since we last met. You have grown up