Ye Fantian looked at the person in the oil pot, it was actually himself.

He froze.

In the next second, Ye Fantian's divine soul flickered gold, and he rushed to the oil pot with one step.

"Hmph, this illusion wants to affect me?"

He raised his hands and grabbed the two guys who were burning the oil pot directly.

These two guys don't seem to be ......

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