C761 Kill a Hundred Li of the Blood Succubus(1)

Baili Xuemei, who was injured by the fragments of the Dust Tear, did not immediately fly into a rage. Instead, he stood on the spot with an extremely cold expression on his face. Blood kept flowing out from his shoulder, but he did not stop it.

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The sound of blood dripping onto the ground could be clearly heard