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第9章 气节！

叶尘疑惑的听了听，他只听到瀑布落下来是，水流撞击水面的轰响声。

金光褪下，枯骨道人站在莫离的面前，手中又拿起了那把细长的剑。

炎帝传承，才是最正宗的火之传承！

“哼，一群蝼蚁而已。看在你师傅的份上，饶他们一命，你立刻让他们滚蛋，我们要在这座寺庙中搜查。”

“真没有想到，那小子竟然会和那个人有关系！”

“具体地点在哪儿”

就在张英大惊失色之际，十几道剑芒从后面，贴着身子而过，将那些光影全部挡下。

‘You read the sign, it mentions teams too! So listen, Harry ... I am saying this for the last time ... please, please don't lose your temper with Umbridge again or she might not let us play any more!’

“No,” Harry called back, panting. He looked down at his leg. It was bleeding freely. He could see some sort of thick, gluey secretion from the spider's pincers on his torn robes. He tried to get up, but his leg was shaking badly and did not want to support his weight. He leaned against the hedge, gasping for breath, and looked around.