His pupils shrank, he quickly retracted his feet and arched his body back, and with a bang, a slender white palm brushed his forehead.

Xue Yun was overjoyed and escaped!

"Huh?"

But the other party sighed lightly, turned his wrist back, and then printed directly towards his chest. At the same time, a few strands of black hair slowly fell in front of Xue Yun, making him can't help but widen his eyes and stare at that palm!

Intuition told him to be

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