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Even with three heads and six arms, Ye Qingtang would have no chance against the onslaught of tens of thousands!,In this life... my father and second uncle were murdered, Senior Brother Yun died saving me, and Master sacrificed his life to protect me...,The melodious, low voice was ripped apart by the raging wind. The man slowly crouched down, his long and handsome fingers reaching towards the gushing wound. wisps of breath constantly flowed from Ye Qingtang's wound, dotting the man's palm, condensing into a half-bright heart.。