He looked toward the shadows, where a figure draped in black robes and a hood had appeared, though no one noticed when.
"Xin Fu?" Duze Beixuan’s eyes turned cold.
At the same time, shimmering specks of light began to fall from above onto Lu Qing'er’s head. As the light touched the flowering vines at her feet, they reacted to the stimulus and began to wither rapidly.
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