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from its mouth. As its bone wings flap, snowflakes flutter down, and its two claws are sharp and ferocious."Roar!!!"As if sensing Yunfeng's gaze, it let out a low growl of fury, and the ground beneath... the Black-faced God."Then I'll trouble you."Yun Feng led everyone into the room."What a young Jin Hui, he still looks like a student, and he's so polite."The Black Noodle God looked at Yun Feng walki...