"My lord, help me?"

Xia Changge came to Zhao Sikun's refining array and signaled to Zhao Sikun with his eyes.

Zhao Sikun knew that it would be useless to persist at this time, so he took the initiative to withdraw his consciousness.

Xia Changge was not in a hurry to refine it, and it would not be too late to do so after Zhao Sikun left.

"Fellow daoists, is there any damage?"

Xia Changge came to the edge of the swamp, looked at his group of mercenaries, and became slightly concerned

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