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It turns out, the person you consider shameless, when you look directly at her face, listen to her speak, watch her eyebrows, you can't muster any dislike.
At least Na Qingxin felt this way now. She glanced back at Miss Qingqiu, who looked delicate and in need of protection, then turned her face back, rotated her left wrist, causing the beautiful classical chain on her wrist to spiral out, linking the silver lock. The tip unlocked, took form as a hook, clearly, this was an attack-oriented magic weapon.
Qin Yu had earlier noticed this chain, the linked lock pieces were tiny silver fish.
Enlarged, they became sawtooth sharks.
Very fierce, swimming like shuttles, cutting these strands of hair ...
Swiftly done.
With the index finger together with the middle finger, Na Qingxin slid her fingertips, as the chain maneuvered and swiftly sheared through ghost hair during their rapid transit through the corridor, providing shelter.
