"Xiao Xue."
That was Preston Chen. At this time, Preston Chen was in good spirits and showed no signs of illness. Marcel was surprised and happy, and shouted: "Mr. Chen, you...you are all fine!"
Preston Chen smiled and said, "Yes, his injuries are all healed, all thanks to you, Marcel." When Marcel cast the healing spell on him just now, Preston Chen didn't have high hopes at first, but he didn't expect Marcel's hand to touch him. His wound felt a cooling sensation, the pain immediately disappeared, and the strength of his arms was restored. He was surprised and happy, but he heard something different about the sound of water flowing. He knew that the monster would go and come back, so he deliberately kept silent and secretly held the long sword in the air. Hearing the monster talking non-stop to Marcel, he was secretly happy and thought: I'll let you talk a few more words, and then I'll make you suffer a lot! When the monster was about to catch Marcel, he caught him by surprise and cut off the monster's claws with a sword.
Marcel was overjoyed, and suddenly she didn't realize that Preston Chen was still holding her, so she quickly moved away, lowered her head and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry..."
Preston Chen interrupted her and said, "What's wrong with you? Hey, where's the monster?"
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