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"Whoosh!"

A sword light came from behind and chased after him. Wang Xiaohu was stunned for a moment before he stopped. Who was it? Master? Mistress? Ling Huanyu? Xuan He?

The corner of Wang Xiaohu's mouth twitched. It turned out to be a simple shirt. The plain clothes were wielding the spirit sword while the white clothes were standing behind him