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"Who is it!" Zisang Ming used his hand to block Tiefeng's huge body. He shouted angrily, "Come out."

Han Shan's lazy voice came out from the thick smoke, "Oh oh, what a coincidence, we just met in ghost valley and we're in the 18 Hells. Your Majesty, how have you been?"

Zisang Ming squinted his eyes, holding the sword in his hand, he pointed it at Han Shan