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Chapter 1105 - Rotten good luck
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... Yang Qing from the depths of paranoia, pulling him back to solid ground.
“Treefolk?” Yang Qing repeated, his incredulous gaze fixed on the grey flames.
“Could Bai Chen have their bloodline?” he muttered, his brows knitting together.
“But I didn’t sense any signs of it,” he added, mentally retracing every detail of his interaction with Bai Chen, searching for anything he might have missed.
With his powerful soul and cultivation base, recalling memories with perfect ...
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