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The Ghost King, who wasn't far away, clapped his hands.

"Not bad."

Lin Xuemo leaped up and landed on the back of the yellow bird. She panted slightly as she looked at the man who was gradually disappearing...

"It's about time. We'll meet again."

After the man said this, his figure slowly disappeared into the air.

Lin Xuemo could not care about chasing after him. Right now