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"If you win, I will withdraw my troops immediately. Do you dare to bet?" Hua Mohan looked at her standing opposite him from a distance, and his tone was slightly teasing, "Ling Ning Shen?" A Xuanyuan sword passed by her heart without any hesitation. There was no warmth in her tone, "You lost." "That's cruel." He smiled with a pale face, and his eyes that had always been foggy suddenly became miraculously clear. He raised his head, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance more deeply into his mind. That face still looked more beautiful with a smile. He sighed with regret, but it was a pity that he couldn't see it anymore. A shocking bet, and he won. He used his own death to exchange for her everlasting emotions and six desires, and to eradicate love and affection forever. A shocking bet, but he regretted winning.