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"Pfft!" He had already barely made a move earlier, and that immense aura immediately caused Little Tian Feng to cough out a mouthful of blood. His little face was as white as paper.

"Young Lord!" Little White Plum held onto Little Tianfeng, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

Lightly shaking his head, Xiao Tian Feng suddenly saw an old man in a blood-red robe