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... not enough to divide, how could Wanqi Yu and his people get involved, it was just courting death.
On the snow mountain, after Rong Gu drove in the last iron stake, the hatred and madness in her eyes had long faded.
Her face was full of joy and devotion, as if she had obtained something extraordinary.
Rong Gu certainly had some tricks up her sleeve; the wounds on her arm were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, patches of snow-white patterns resembli ...
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