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The xun's voice echoed in the moonlight. Although the voice was heavy, it was not sad.

The figure that jumped down quickly walked a few steps and snatched the xun away. The xun's voice immediately stopped.

"What kind of song do you think I hate to hear the most? Come, come, come, let's have a fight!"

His figure was at the waist, and the bonfire illuminated his face clearly