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"Are they gone already?"
Bronze Bird's eyes were fierce as he stared at the red-clad beauty before him, his facial expression dimming with anger, presumably having guessed something, his words filled with furious meaning.
'Humph, with Red Three exerting such a great amount of vital energy to unleash the poison's power, surely you've had a profound experience. As for the rest, there's no need to speak further. I'll protect you—first, heal your injuries. Once you've recovered your vitality, we can plan for the long term," the red-clad woman coldly snorted, saying a few indifferent words, then vanished on the spot, turning into a shadowy figure.
Bronze Bird's complexion shifted uncertainly for a while before his eyes closed once more, beginning to cultivate his energy and heal his wounds.
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Hundreds of miles away from Iron Fire Valley, amidst the sky, a bronze flying chariot soared out from an inconspicuous white cloud with a whistling sound.
