At this time, nearly thirty miles away, a cloud of blood mist suddenly appeared.

The blood mist quickly dissipated automatically, revealing the figures of Zi Sin and Yang Ye with a pale face.

Yang Ye, who seemed to have escaped, didn't have any intention of relaxing, and once again held the slender white feather...

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