What is grasping in his hand at this moment is not the silver needle that should appear in his imagination.

What appeared in my hand at this time turned out to be a hair.

The hair squirmed gently on my hand, and one end of the hair, now raised high, was about to pierce down my palm.

This strange scene frightened my hands trembling, and I didn't hold it steady for a while, and the hair in my hand fell out of my palm.

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"Xuanmen Blue Dragon" Chapter 583 It's hard to distinguish between true and false It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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