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He turned and started running, his movements flowing smoothly like drifting clouds and flowing water.
Just by observing his escape posture, one could tell he had run for his life countless times.
Immortal Bao Zhun left even his fortune-telling gear behind, weaving through the alleys of Zhuang Jia Kou. After running for half an hour and seeing that the Reaper hadn't caught up, he finally squatted on the bluestone, gasping for air.
"Damn it, how is that Reaper not dead yet?"
"Haven't seen you in a year, and your escape skills seem to have deteriorated quite a bit, I've been waiting for quite a while."
Ye Xiong was sitting on the railing above him, swinging his legs.
This guy just won't leave me alone!
