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Little Sly Jiang rose into the air, emitting an aura that was even more ruthless than the Blood Rakshasa's. She was like a demon god in the dark. She pinched a strand of hair in her hand and looked at the thousand-strong army lurking in the dark. She said coldly, "My daughter's hair is broken. All your necks have to be broken!"

The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler

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