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Sigh~~
Sigh~~~
In midair, a leather spider with sewn wings swayed as it crossed over the walls of the An Residence amid the horrified shouts of the crowd, descending towards the inner courtyard.
The two ferocious dead man's eyeballs sewn onto the leather rolled around "gurulu," while the claws below were made from rusted knives and torn leather stitched together...
Yu held a knife, guarding inside the house.
Su Ningyu was nonchalantly cross-legged, nestled in a wicker chair.
In the house, Mr. Song's wife and children also saw the monster, An closed her eyes tightly in fright, and the refugee Lingxue and Chuchu remained motionless, their bodies tensed.
Madam Tong and Chenyu were unaffected, one being the master of Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple and the other the president of the Ruyi Commerce Chamber.
Aside from them, Ting also seemed fine.
Her reaction was the strangest among everyone in the house.
