Wei WuXian's back smashed against the tree. Just as his right hand was about to pull off the ribbon, his wrist was twisted back. The force was quite strong; he couldn't even struggle out of it, but there was still no killing intent. Wei WuXian's left sleeve shifted. As he was about to shake out the talismans, the person noticed his intent and caught him like before. They pressed both of his hands onto the tree, movements stiff. Wei WuXian raised his leg and was about to kick when he felt a warmth on his lips. He immediately froze.
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The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
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