"Get out of the way." Lan Aya didn't even lift her head, and her voice was as cold as the cold wind in winter.

A faint smell of blood came from Lan Aya's body, the demon witch's pupils shrank slightly, and something flashed in his mind? The black-gloved palm grabbed at Lan Aya's shoulder.

This woman is good-looking...

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