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"Are you really my third brother?" Zhuo Bing was still in disbelief.
It was not her fault. After all, her impression of Jian Wushuang was still in the Golden House Nine Realms, a Small Witch Desert Region. At that time, although Jian Wushuang was extremely talented, his strength was only at the level of a Divine Master.
At that time, an Immortal Saint was like a god and even existed only in legends.
Now, after so many years, they had also come to the demon region. In this place, the Immortal Saint was nothing. There were many top-notch Immortal Saints here, so Zhuo Bing naturally learned a lot.
Because of this, she was unable to associate the shocking expert in front of her with her third brother, who had killed Chi Hu easily and even the City Protection Army could not do anything to him.
The gap between them was too big.
"Elder sister, look carefully. I am your third brother, the real one," Jian Wushuang said with a smile.
