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When Murong Qiao saw this, he was very distressed and immediately let go of Zi'an. He changed to holding Xia Wan'er up gently.,The air rushed back into Zi'an's lungs in big, deep breaths, dispersing the breath of death.,Eight years as an agent honed a will of steel, gritted teeth, shouldered the shame and pain that wasn't theirs, beat by beat, fresh blood spilling from within. The back was scarred, nearly broken, with every blow.。