"It's a pity, it's all burned down this time, if Li Qiyang hadn't planted his eyes and ears in the building last night, and was reminded in advance, we would have been able to seize a lot of physical evidence if we raided over."

Cai Yi Fang, on the long street outside the gate of Loei, the morning is bright and the spring sun is brilliant.

No, Yun Chuanfeng, the master of the hall, crossed his hands on his waist, looked at the top of the fire-lit courtyard in front of him, sighed, and sighed regretfully.

At this time, the hundreds of Demon Slayer Guards and Hall Masters had already counted

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