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简介：The old man's pale-faced right hand moved, and a yellow talisman floated on the ground. There was a fire dragon vaguely engraved on it, but at the moment, the aura was dim, and it seemed that it was seriously damaged. When he took it in his hand, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he looked even more angry.