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The black fiend on the face of the purple Su was also drenched in blood, but Wang Xiaohu thought for a moment and did not try to remove it. The black fiend on the face of the purple Su was also soaked in blood, but Wang Xiaohu thought for a moment and did not try to remove it.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Xiaohu took out a second-rate healing pill from his storage bag and fed it to her