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Duan Shuang gently sipped her Spirit Tea, then began to narrate,
"That day in the Ancient Ghost Hall, if it weren’t for the two puppets and the protective divine light bestowed by Fellow Daoist Xu, I would probably have turned to bones by now."
"However, I was still injured and had to find a deserted island to heal my wounds, spending quite some time there until today."
Her tone was calm, and she lightly glossed over the thrilling ordeal, but Xu Ping could imagin ...
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