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"Hmm......" When Ryuxing opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the bed, the Daybreak Sword was quietly placed beside him, and the wound on his wrist was also bandaged, but because of the self-healing function of the blood of hell, his wound had already healed, and his body was still a little weak, thinking that it was caused by excessive blood loss, but with his physical fitness, it should be almost fine to recuperate for a few days.

"Huh?" When he woke up, Ryusei felt what seemed to be inside him

"The Life of Stealing the Stars in September and the Return of the Sky" one hundred and thirty-eight, professional work, professional me is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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