The foul language in the mouths of several people never stopped.

Alice bit her lip and clenched the dagger in her hand.

The second donkey took one look and laughed.

"Miss, what can this dagger do? I'm afraid that even if you encounter a demon seed, you can only run for your life, right? ”

Alice took a deep breath and closed her eyes, recalling in her mind what Black Wind had taught her the other day.

She spread her feet shoulder-width apart, one in front and one behind, with her front legs slightly bent and her hind legs slightly

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