Yun Qi retracted his gaze, and swept Gu Yi's direction silently, only to see that he was now tightly blocked by the crowd, and only a little black corner could be seen.

Apricot eyes flickered slightly, dyed with a few doubts.

Is it Gu Yi, she began to drum in her heart.

Also surprised by her was Shen Yao.

Just now, it was almost there, just a little bit, and Dye Yunqi died under the sword.

But at this critical moment, how could the twelve swords suddenly stop and fall uncontrollably to the ground?

It's like something suddenly blocked it.

He was full of doubts in his heart, thinking back to the scene just now, could it be that white light that passed by in a flash?

All the people watching the table were ......

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