
Ling Hao Qin Yuxin R
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author: Number One Madhawk
Ling Hao's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his finger, several gusts of wind shot out from his fingertips, vanishing into the elder's chest.,"Ah!" The next moment, the old man rolled on the ground, his eyes ferocious, and cold sweat dripping from his body.,Without thinking anymore, he turned around and returned the way he came.。