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... ang Xiu had worried for nothing.
Suddenly, several beams of rosy light descended from the sky as the void began to distort. Three figures appeared in mid-air without a sound.
The middle-aged man leading them had a weathered face and a tattered Daoist robe. A crow was perched on each of his shoulders. It was none other than Zhuo Canglang, the Sect Leader of the Sanqing Immortal Sect.
A man and a woman followed behind him.
The man was handsome, with a gentle and cul ...
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