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"Wh-what?"
Xiao's sudden cold gaze directly caused Zuoben's expression to change drastically. A look of panic instantly appeared on his brow.
No, this is bad!!
Guided by a strong sense of crisis, Zuoben immediately released his grip on Xiao's head and violently retreated backward!
As it turned out, Zuoben's judgment was correct.
Unfortunately, his movement speed was still slightly too slow.
Just as he leaped backward, space cracked, and a pitch-black spear suddenly broke through, fiercely thrusting towards Zuoben!
Although Zuoben avoided it in time, his left arm was still torn to shreds by the terrifying energy fluctuations.
"Damn it."
Gazing at the black-haired man in front of him, Zuoben bit his lip with slight gravity.
"This guy, just what..."
