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... asked: "Black and White, do you think there is any problem with this dragon horn?"

   "Dragon horn? Bai Qi, are you going to slay a dragon?"

  Heihei was a little surprised, and after knowing the origin of this dragon horn, he was even more surprised.

   "The lich in the great tomb at dusk is still alive? Also, as long as the phylactery is not broken, the lich really doesn't die so easily."

  Heihei chanted while looking up and down at the black dragon horn.

  ...

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