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Chapter ninety-eight, asking for a change of seven colors(2/2)

Dugu Qingqing's sincere words made Wuming feel guilty again and again, but he still thanked him very gratefully: "Thank you then, I will definitely give the Dugu family the elixir of equal value, and I will not let you suffer any loss.

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"It's okay, it's just a magical medicine. Otherwise, keeping it will be useless." Dugu Qingqing said.&1t;/p>

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"How can that be done? It's up to me. Otherwise, I would rather let my master die than accept it." Wuming's tone was firm, and his stubborn look made Dugu Qingqing and the others feel that Wuming was a kind and caring person.

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"In that case, then just listen to Brother Wuming." Dugu Qingqing nodded, not daring to say any more words of rejection.&1t;/p>

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She didn't want Wu Yuan to really die because of this incident, because his father had told her that Wu Yuan was a senior with a very advanced level of cultivation, so he must try his best to make friends and never slack off.

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"Yeah, thank you so much. Wuming really can't repay such a great favor. If there is any need in the future, Wuming will be repaid with his body broken into pieces." Wuming said in a sincere tone.&1t;/p>

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This sentence came from Wu Ming's heart, and it was not mixed with lies or deception. The simple words were like an oath from heaven and earth, sonorous and deafening.&1t;/p>

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Using this dishonorable method to exchange seven-color flowers with Dugu Qingqing filled his heart with guilt. He only hoped that he could give an explanation to Dugu Qingqing and the Dugu family in his own way.

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"Chi la!"&1t;/p>

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The next moment, the sound of tearing cloth was heard, and Wuming was seen tearing off a piece of clothing from his own clothes and laying it flat in front of him.&1t;/p>

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At this time, Wuming was a little lucky that Wu Yuan had changed his clothes when he cured him. Otherwise, if he had nothing to wear now, there would really be nothing for him to pull off.&1t;/

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Seeing Wuming's actions, Dugu Qingqing and others were very puzzled, but soon they understood Wuming's meaning, and their eyes widened with disbelief and shock on their faces.&1t;

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I saw that Wuming bit his own finger, used his finger as a pen and blood as ink, and wrote fifteen bright red words on the corner of his clothes&1t;/p>

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"The Dugu family's great kindness must be repaid by being shattered into pieces by Wuming!"&1t;/p>

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But Wuming let out another deep cry, and his right hand, which was originally intact, exploded with a burst of blood mist. Then, he stamped his blood-stained right hand on the corner of his clothes in front of him.
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