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Three hours later.
Xiao Yi walked out of the dungeon, carrying Fang Qingzhu in his arms, with only Elder Yan and Sikong Nan closely following behind him.
The others had already escaped the dungeon long ago.
Not everyone could withstand the spectacle of a lingering execution!
Even with the fortitude of Elder Yan and Sikong Nan, they too were pale at this moment, and the sight of anything red caused their internal organs to churn violently, giving rise to a strong urge to vomit.
"Xiao!"
"Xiao, Xiao…"
Zhao Yu, Zhao Xian, and others looked at Xiao Yi with faces full of reverence.
Xiao Yi was spotless, and with a gesture for silence, he gestured that Fang Qingzhu sleeping in his arms, and in a lowered voice said, "I will take her back to rest first, the rest is up to you guys!"
Zhao Yu nodded heavily, whispering, "Xiao, rest assured, leave it to us!"
Elder Yan and Sikong Nan both nodded their heads.
Xiao Yi nodded to the group and then left the Zhang residence.
