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简介：Along with the sound of the collision of energy and the clash of gold and iron, the Songyang pestle, which was like a rising red flame, collided with the white shadow. At the same time, like a gust of wind, it came to Li Xiyan's side, hugged her and retreated. Xiao Xiaobai waved his hand and took the Songyang pestle that flew back into his hand.