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"No need," said Sikong Mo, frowning at the mention of Ye Jiu.
He didn't know why but just as that girl had turned around, a sudden and inexplicable feeling of familiarity and closeness had surfaced in his heart.
Sikong Mo stared at Ye Jiu for a long while, certain that he did not know this girl.
Sikong Mo disliked the feeling that his intuition was somewhat uncontrollable, which was why he was so eager for Ye Jiu to leave.
Closing his eyes, Sikong Mo felt that his wounds were healing unusually quickly this time.
He had clawed his way through battles and numerous injuries, acquiring considerable experience with wounds and had some understanding of the healing process.
Although the medicine had been applied for only a short time, and it appeared to others that the bleeding had merely stopped, no one understood better than Sikong Mo that, in just this short while, the healing speed of his wounds had already matched what would normally take a whole day.
