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Chapter 1577: Slaughter
t 。As he spoke, Wu Changkong gestured towards a table beside him. Tang Wulin vaguely felt a ripple of gentle energy, and then a brush holder flew towards Wu Changkong, landing lightly in his hand. 。T...here, her eyes closed, her face as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. 。The whole person's aura has become very faint. 。Tang Wulin was covered in blood, but the huge wounds that had appeared on h...