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nYun chujiu blinked her eyes. The spirit of the play had appeared again!

nShe took a large kitchen knife and cut her coat into a few pieces. A lot of “Blood”was sprinkled on it, and she even rolled on the ground.

nThis guy felt that it was about time, so he leaned on a huge xuan stone and closed his eyes to stand up.

nSoon, the sound of hurried footsteps came from afar, then, someone exclaimed, “There’s a corpse in front. Logically speaking, the corpse that was exposed outside should have been killed long ago. Why is there a complete corpse here?”

n“Oh my God, isn’t That Yun Chujiu? How did she die here? wasn’t she sucked under the Stone Slab?”

n“Her corpse is intact, which means that she appeared here after the Sandstorm of death stopped. What’s going on?”

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nWhen Elder Duanmu and the others heard everyone’s discussion, they rushed to the front in a hurry. When they saw Yun chujiu lying there covered in blood, their hearts instantly sank.

nAlthough they also felt that Yun Chujiu was doomed, there was still a trace of luck in their hearts. Now that they saw her “Body”, the last bit of luck in their hearts was gone.

nXiao Yue had imagined the situation of Yun Chujiu dying at her hands countless times in the past, but now that she saw this scene, her heart felt extremely stifled.

nIt wasn’t too bad that everyone didn’t notice that Hei Xinjiu was playing dead. This fellow had been holding his breath and had even taken off the spirit concealing ring in his hand. In addition to everyone’s preconceptions, no one suspected that this fellow was playing dead.

nTower Master Luochen walked at the back. When he heard everyone’s words, he felt the world spin. With a few leaps, he arrived in front of everyone and saw Yun chujiu lying there silently.

nHe saw Yun Chujiu’s pale face and her body was covered in blood. He felt a stuffy feeling in his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

nThe people from the nine pavilions hurriedly supported him. “Tower Master, Tower Master, what happened to you?”

nTower Master Luochen acted as if he didn’t hear it and walked towards yun chujiu’s “Corpse”.

nHowever, after taking a few steps, the “Dead”Yun Chujiu woke up. She looked at the crowd in a daze and said, “Are we all dead? That’s good too. If we all die together, we can be considered to have a companion.”

n“You’re the one who’s dead! We’re all alive and well, what’s there to die for? !”Xiao Yue said snappily, but in her heart, she heaved a sigh of relief. Although this trash was annoying, it was still better to live.

nYun chujiu looked at everyone in disbelief, and then looked at the shadow beside her. She grinned foolishly and said, “AH, there’s a shadow. I’m actually still alive! That’s Great!”

nTower Master Luochen stared at Yun Chujiu’s smile. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he fainted.

nThe people of the nine-tiered pavilion hurriedly fed and called for medicine. Yun chujiu looked at Tower Master Luochen with a complicated expression, and then turned her gaze back.

nAt this time, Island Master Qi’s eyes flashed and he asked, “Yun Chujiu, where have you been these days? Why are you here?”

nYun Chujiu had a blank look on her face. “I only remember that I went to flip that stone slab, and then I didn’t know anything! Haven’t we always been together? Otherwise, why would I be here?”

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nAt this moment, qu Fang said, “Perhaps junior sister Yun has lost her memory. She must have done something, which is why the Sandstorm of death stopped. Otherwise, why would the sandstorm of death suddenly stop?”

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