Li Dao looked at Qin Jue indifferently. As he spoke, he condensed a ball of water and poured it on the Qingyun Sword. The blood stains on the clear sword were slowly washed away, exuding a soft green light, and a trace of gold swam in the blue light. Dragging, it seems full of spirituality....
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