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Chapter 1577: Slaughter

    

tself. 。"Well, 。The purple figure was petite, and its appearance couldn't be seen in the darkness. 。But she had a head of silver hair, which reached down to the ground. 。Vaguely, two purple lights f...st looking with your eyes, it seems like your vision itself would be consumed by that dark purple. 。The next instant, the chubby figure raised its palms toward the sky. 。The waterfall, which had just...