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Chapter 153

Chapter 153

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Ye Long crushed several stalks of Poison Heart Grass and wrapped them inside a leaf. A pungent, rotten stench immediately assailed his nostrils, making him feel somewhat dizzy. He had no choice but to twist the leaf tightly closed, which made him feel a little better.

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