C271 CHAPTER271 ALCHEMY PAVILION SPIRITUAL GATHERING PILL

The woman in the pink off-the-shoulder dress swayed, the scant fabric clinging to her body slipping down ever so slightly...

Sam Moreels glanced at her, unflinching.

With a firm grip on the Ling Feng Sword, he thrust it toward her.

Rip...

Blood sprayed...

Everyone gasped, the air turning icy with shock. How could he be so merciless? Such speed, such decisiveness...

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