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... ergy from the bow instantly burst out when she touched it. It disheveled her hairs, making her look like a crazy witch.
The old woman sighed and reached her old and wrinkled hand to gently stroke the back of the woman’s head.
Her hands seemed to have magical magical power. Under her gentle stroke, both the young woman and the bow slowly calmed down.
In the old woman’s cloudy eyes, there was infinite tender loving care. She moved her wrinkled lips and said sadly, “Qi ...
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