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Ling Qinghan opened his eyes suddenly, and the biting cold wind filled his nose with the smell of blood. The bones in his body seemed to have been crushed and reorganized, and severe pain instantly swept through his limbs. She looked down and saw that she was being pinned down by several outer disciples in the rocks on the edge of the cliff. A poisonous dagger was stuck in her chest, and blood was pouring out. Zhang Mao, the elder of the outer sect of Qingxuan Sect standing in front of her, was staring at an ancient jade pendant hanging around her neck with a pair of sinister and greedy eyes.