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C232

Zisang Ming looked at Bai Wuchang with a dark expression. The royal family's innate pressure made him unable to speak, causing Bai Wuchang's head to almost hit the ground.

Zisang Ming suddenly held my hand, "You do it."

Me? Me? What is it?

Before I could figure it out, Zisang Ming had already formed a Heavenly Thunder Spell with his hands

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