that there wasn't a single place on his body that was unharmed. Such injuries were more painful than death."Are you Teacher Hua Ci Please save Lu Ye." Yiyi walked forward and looked up at Hua Ci, her..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

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