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"What, do you also want this relic?"
Ye Luo looked at the three of them with a cold smile.
"Dare not, dare not!"
The three of them bowed quickly, shaking their heads; their lives were currently in the hands of Ye Luo, so naturally they did not dare to provoke his discontent. Otherwise, they would have been doomed.
Afterward, Ye Luo glanced at Luo Ji, who was extremely quiet and did not show any signs of fear, seemingly indifferent to everything.
"You will soon be in danger!"
Suddenly, Luo Ji spoke to Ye Luo.
Huh?
Ye Luo's expression faltered, somewhat unable to react.
"How do you know I will be in danger soon?" Ye Luo looked at Luo Ji with some astonishment.
"I don't know!" Luo Ji shook her head.
"Could this be the Divine Skill of the Angel Race, the ability to predict the future?"
Ao Long's face turned pale in shock when he heard Luo Ji's words.
