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"Not good, the Innate Blood Fruit!"
Upon seeing the Innate Blood Fruit fall into Long Yan's hands, Lan Feng and the other two's expressions changed as they cried out in alarm.
Qin Qiu, in particular, felt a sense of dressing someone else for their wedding. With the Innate Blood Fruit in Long Yan's hands, he couldn't possibly snatch it back.
"Long Yan, run!"
Meng Qianning shouted at Long Yan. It was good enough that she could block one move from the Blood Spirit King; she couldn't truly engage in combat with him.
With the Innate Blood Fruit now in his possession, escaping was the most pressing matter.
"Seeking death!"
The Blood Spirit King raged, his cold gaze fixated on Long Yan as his figure shot out, attacking Long Yan with a killing intent.
"Retreat quickly!"
Qin Qiu and another youth immediately retreated rapidly, not daring to provoke the Blood Spirit King.
"That's bad!"